There was no life in our little, luxury, new built but provincial apartment house. The intolerance between the neighbours reached to the limit. Outside is full of sour and angry faces. But when in your own home you are a subject of a terror, you have to give up or … to fight tooth and nail.

During few months I was subjected to incredible torment on the part of my neighbours. Often there were tights on the bars of my terrace. During the whole week my neighbours hung out a burlap and in my living room was so dark that I had to light up the room from the morning. They often phoned me with the warning not to hang out and suchlike nonsense.

It turned out that even people like my neighbours sooner or later meet their match. In the case this happened due to prophet Magda. I was so surprised of the events which happened to them later.

First they went bung, after this their daughter went to some European province and it was heard she didn’t dare to return because she is ashamed of her failure and her parents withdrew to a village.

Now the apartment above mine is sold and empty.

My gratitude to Magda is oversized. She saved me from the terror and the humiliations of the neighbours.

Snezhana Ruseva, Varna