I have never believed that hostile people could possibly ruin my life. First, I was astonished when they started placing dead birds in front of my pub every evening, leaving some vile, filthy things and binding the drain pipes with black greasy towels. Then, after a while, I got concerned. My intuition just told me that it’s up to no good.

On the very next day (after the dead bird) we had a quarrel at home, some other misfortunes happened, we were slipping and falling – my sister even sprained her ankle! Soon the turnover of the club decreased significantly, leading us to an absolute mental collapse. more…