When i was young, i was going to my grandmother. With my family we were siting in the garden, when my mother said:
- XYZ, go to the kitchen and bring me the glass of water.
When i was coming to the house i heard a strange voice and huge shadow on the wall. I was scared. I don't know what was that. But when i was screaming i turn up and i broken the vase and It hurt my cheek. Do you see it? I have a scar. I hate it.