My grandfather told me this story. When he was thirteen, he had two friends, Maxim and Igor, who went to school together. After school, they all walked home together, as they lived close by. So that day, when school was over, they all got ready and headed home. As they walked along the park path, my grandfather looked down at the ground and noticed that the shadow of his friend Maxim, who was walking on the right, had no head. He mentioned this to his friends. It was very strange. Maxim tried every way to change the shadow's position, but nothing worked—the shadow remained headless. Only when they were almost home did Maxim's shadow return to normal. My grandfather said goodbye to his friends and went home.
The next day, Igor came to his house and told him that Maxim was dead. That morning, his mother came into his room to wake him. When she touched him with her hand, she felt a chill—her son was dead. She called the doctors, and they said he died of a heart attack, although Maxim had no history of heart disease. My grandfather still believes that Maxim's soul was taken by a shadow that evening.
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