She ate I then worked in a real estate agency

. Showed people to people who could take off, and had a good percentage from it. I tried to work honestly and on conscience, no one was deceived, sought out the most relevant customer requests options, especially did not impose profitable to me. So I had a good reputation. On the sarafined radio from each other to the neighbor was glory about my good work, so I did not complain about the lack of customers. I do not know how other realtors, and I had a list of "Nestavasheki". There are such apartments that are difficult to pass, and if you pass - people go literally in two or three months. The reasons for such non-absorption of housing are usually the most prosaic: neighbors - drinkers, alcoholics, or dysfoliage, or from stopping far. Sometimes there is no repairs both in the house and in the apartment. In general, everything is understandable. People are polisted at low cost, familize, and live in those conditions that this cost is offered, it is impossible. So rent housing again and again, every time different people. But there are exceptions. In my list of "defective" housing there was a couple of apartments of wonderful, no matter how look: in a good area, bright, spacious, with expensive repairs. Cheap that is nice again. Live - I do not want. But people in them for some reason were not delayed. The hosts changed more than that of the wrecks with the aunt-drunk in the neighborhood. Such a state of things raised me sometimes to a dead end, but I never thought about it. Do not live and do not live, God with them. Apartments that did not give up contrary to their quality, then I had two. One is a two-room apartment in a residential area and three-bedroom, chic, in the very center of the city. Old Foundation, but with a very good repair and glazed loggia. Friends familiar have a thousand and one mystical cause of such a strange teaching. Yes, and colleagues whispering sometimes "About any such, terrible." I'm all this nonsense, as I thought, I missed past the ears and did not believe in anything. But one terrible frightening case made me greatly think about and rethinking my views on unknown. I got one client. Strange little. Redhead, slender, eyes, like two spotlights - big and green. At the species of 18 years 18, according to the passport - about 30 (I saw when the contract was issued). Putting terribly, but somehow it is lacking out. Oh, and we went over with her options! And she did not exhibit specific requirements. Everything was extremely simple: to the center closer, transport near and repair is normal. In the cost I did not limit me. It would seem, almost any apartment from my base will suit, but nothing like that. What we'll see, I do not like everything. "Not that," says. - What do you need? You tell me what you want from the apartment - I will find this. "I don't know, but I will see that here it is, mine, and I will say." - Well, tell me that I did not like, we will exclude such options. - Yes, everything is fine. Just not mine. Let's look further. That's the whole conversation. So I was looking for "that." She watched everything, chose. Yes, somehow strangely watched. Walks around the apartment, looks around, looks around. Exactly the cat in the new housing was launched - wary so. Isn't that not sniffing. Normal people look like apartments? Cranes will be bought, batteries are touching. Check if there is no plaster, there are no spots on the ceiling. Such here are things. The usual. Check the tenants - can you live or not? And not in the storekeeps are sitting. And this strange will find a storage room in the apartment will go, closes from the inside, will stand five minutes. It turns out - the face is dissatisfied. Everything is clear, again the new apartment should be sought. I did not like it means. When she did for the first time, I did not twist at the temple. Then spit, do you never know what people are faders? Oh, it would be better if I drove her in disorder. It would be better if I was crazy. She scared me, of course, but what to do. Work is a job. Yes, and the season was quiet - there is little clients, a lot of time. And my salary depends on the contracts. In general, we got with her and to my not surrendering treshi. And this apartment is my cousin. She lives in another city, so in relation to the family, the lease agreement from her behalf, I always imprisoned. In general, came, went around, went. This girl and ten minutes did not pass. Even in the storage room did not get his beloved. Pass to me, take, says. Here is just what you need. And the very eye is burning and smile all thirty-two. Even terribly a little. Well, I think, and thank God. Maybe even though this will live here, once this is a love for this apartment at first sight. They concluded the contract right away, calculated. I had two pairs of keys from this apartment. I immediately gave her one, and left the second home left. I did not guessed to capture. I did not think that it would be so good and the apartment would be able to pass. Fool, in one word. I still curse myself. We agreed with this redhead that I will take the keys in a couple of days. Four days, on Wednesday, I have formed cases not far from that place. Well, decided what kind of city there, and fumbled here? I am free and throwing the keys. I call on this day in the morning - the phone is disabled. Well, I think, sleeps, maybe. Take the keys with you and call. With affairs, I figured out closer in the evening, about seven hours. And winter was, it was much too early. Not a honey night, of course, but dense such twilight. I call on cellular - still disabled. And I don't want to go more specifically again. Lazily, and gasoline, again, dear. Here and was born in my head rare on my idiocy plan. And give, I think I will bring the keys and leave the note. The door is closed there on cotton. I will come, keep the keys on the table and leave. I came, once again called the cellular - disabled the same. The windows in the apartment are dark, it means there is no one at home. Rose. In the doorbell I call (just in case) - silence. Does not work. I think maybe the light turned off? Although it is strange, in the entrance of the lamp burn. Knocked for the safety net. Zero reaction. There is no one at home. I open the door with the key, I go. The switch snapped - dark, as it was. And the truth is no electricity. Well, I think everything is clear. It was walking, went to the hall. This is the most distant and largest room in the apartment. I would not go so far, but the mistress left a little furniture. The table was only in the hall. I did not have the keys to throw the keys to the key? I went, the key laid out, the leaflet out of the notepad swashed. I stand back to the door, I am in a bag, I am looking for a handle. I hear the rustle of some and the steps. I turn around, I think the hostess, or what was returned? And how the door claps, I don't seem to hear. Maybe she slept in the bedroom on the sofa, what else to do in the dark? And I am so beautiful, hurried without invitation. Turned ... and saw, Lord, I saw ... still goosebumps, as I remember. It is necessary on the contrary to me something. High, almost under the ceiling. With a twisted-twisted neck. Eyes like two black holes, the very pale to the blue. Skinny - bones are all visible, sutowable, naked. It is worth it and shake. People can not stand so much. So in snake. Standing, I look at me and smiles a terrible smile. In the twilight oh, how well everything was visible. Before each vibrant part. I have a soul in my heels. I want to scream, and squeezed the throat - instead of a cry, some kind of sip comes out. I would run - and I like the place of risk. I stand nor alive, nor dead. Squeeze the bag in the hands. And this thing looks at me, apparently, it was tired of it - it stretched his degroy blue hand to me. Here I have a nerve and handed over. I fainted - Schmeyk. And there is nothing. How much lay so, I do not know. Woke up from a strange sound. It seems to be a chavika someone. Children are so small, while at the table behave not yet learned. I really became terribly. Never so scary no longer and never, God forbid, will no longer be. Will you not, think, eat? Although I do not hurt, it seems, and no one touches. Lear yourself. Finally, the courage was gained, raised on the elbows. I thought my monster. Not monster. Mom is dear, there is a red client back to me on my squatting and eats something. It seems to be someone in front of her. She sits and chews himself. I have no relief that there is no monster, everything was mixed in my head. Even the thought in the head did not come: why the girl eats in such a strange pose, and even in the dark? So what? And why didn't she not pay any attention to I am in the middle of the room? Then I was just glad that a person was familiar next. Early was delighted ... I started talking to something, and she once - and wrap. She turned, and her eyes like a cat, in the dark glow, and under them - black circles. The face stretched, sharpened. The traits became some strange, butch. And the teeth ... there was no such teeth! Small, sharp, and there is a lot so! I looked at the heap that next to her - and this is my monster. Lying, crumpled like a rag. Подёргивается. And she eats it. Half swallow, half pulls like air. Жрёт. Already gives away from greed. I shouted and, myself not remember, flew out of the apartment. How rose, as run - I do not remember. Bag so threw the bag. Shoes too. Well, not to undress. The keys to the car and apartment in your pocket remained (I have them in one bundle). I just rushed home! Like any accident, I still have been surprised. I was insane. At home I turned on all the light and cut the TV. All night before the morning was treated with Cognac, who bought to add to coffee in the mornings. Saw, not biting. I fell asleep only when the beginning of the light. And very sorry that alone alive. What I do not meet with anyone and do not hold at least a cat at least. Oh and shake me. Barely moved away from this horror. For a long time I slept with a night light and shuddered from every row. A couple of weeks later, this cracker is red in my office. My bag gives me a bag and says: "Thanks for the keys, just the next time you need to prevent in advance when you want to go. You never know what people are busy ... " Looks at my pale stretching face, smiles so cute and goes well to himself. After that, this girl lived in the apartment for half a year he also moved. I did not watch any more strangeness. Yes, I did not rush. I was not lured for this lady to the village and under the machine gun to go not to force. The contract was terminated in the office. I didn't even check out, whether everything was in the apartment and in order. Completed - and okay. But what is strange, after this girl, an apartment shot a young family with a child. And there they live so far. Moreover, they bought this apartment and were very happy. And this is after the tenants changed almost every two months. So the question arises, what ate this strange girl? And who or what is it? What was it at all? Although I try not to think about it. So calmer. I just accept now as a dality - there is a strange. And I try not to remember. Just take as a fact, learn to live with it and forget. So there are lions in Africa? Here and the ghosts are also somewhere. I pray only for one thing - so that this "somewhere" was away from me. 🌹