- Mamiii! put it on the news!
- But why, my dear, the news is very sad. Do not want to see better NNK?
- No, I do not want, I want to see something else - the insistence of my older sister was impossible to contain, apparently, from the Phantom Zone were not prepared to tolerate this kind of resistance and yes to absolutely crush.
- Come, my dear, I'll tell you one thing ...
That was the last time I saw my sister, and the last but I saw my parents. We knew that in Japan there was nobody. They all died 15 years after the last explosion. But the TV did not die. In less than a year returned to the spirit of these transmissions of all these series, novels and trade that we liked, and took by assault almost all television broadcast signals throughout the world. Older people, since then, his eyes filled with terror and empty except for the light reflecting screen, and on their faces, a grimace of a smile that constantly sought to conceal but he did not supply. A few years I did not understand what was going on. My sister died and unconsciously savage blow at the hands of the extent of the ghost that was my mother, and returned to the room with your eyes just as empty and with the same smile.
- But why, my dear, the news is very sad. Do not want to see better NNK?
- No, I do not want, I want to see something else - the insistence of my older sister was impossible to contain, apparently, from the Phantom Zone were not prepared to tolerate this kind of resistance and yes to absolutely crush.
- Come, my dear, I'll tell you one thing ...
That was the last time I saw my sister, and the last but I saw my parents. We knew that in Japan there was nobody. They all died 15 years after the last explosion. But the TV did not die. In less than a year returned to the spirit of these transmissions of all these series, novels and trade that we liked, and took by assault almost all television broadcast signals throughout the world. Older people, since then, his eyes filled with terror and empty except for the light reflecting screen, and on their faces, a grimace of a smile that constantly sought to conceal but he did not supply. A few years I did not understand what was going on. My sister died and unconsciously savage blow at the hands of the extent of the ghost that was my mother, and returned to the room with your eyes just as empty and with the same smile.
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