My only meeting with the supernatural
I am an extremely rational person who does not believe in miracles. I clearly follow the dictates of Occam with his razor: "You do not need to produce the essences." Everything that happens is explained simply and does not require the appearance in thought of mythical otherworldly substances.
But there was one event that I remembered for life. I will tell about it now.
It was in my childhood, I went to school, and we lived in 5-floors building on the outskirts of the city Kostroma. It was a usual sunny day, my desk was not far from the window, and the rays from there illuminated it distinctly. In the apartment I was engaged in something ordinary, and now I came to my table and saw something completely fantastic.
A plastic transparent bag that fell from the table, itself, despite the force of gravity, suddenly soared in the air and landed on the table! At me from comprehension of impossibility of an event the hair stood on end, I felt horror and fell into a stupor. My brain refused to believe in what was happening, I remember this feeling for the rest of my life! It was really weird and wonderful, as long as I can remember - only at this moment I was ready to believe in the brownies, poltergeist and even the devil knows what. As I now have before my eyes that flight of the package from the bottom up.
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And then I woke up :)
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Good Luck!
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