One spring evening I went with a friend into the woods and put a tent. Wanted to see if we manage to survive the night. When you were a little has come nightfall We were afraid, but later it was already good. When opowiadałyśmy the horror stories, I looked at the tent, and as my colleague saw a ghost. At first I thought something has provided for me in August. So do not pay attention. Once again any minute, and someone saw the tent began to shake. May We ran two frightened home.