Our own nymph

The story of the generation of fighters. Every house that builds a house with wood will fall. There is a pillar that falls into the oil. Our house is one of them. The pillar in the middle of the house will constantly fall into oil, but never deceive the people in the house. Outsiders only see walking on the house. On the roof, sometimes lying downstairs will hear the sound of walking from the top all the time. The nymph never looks fierce or deceived. But if there is anything strange trying to come into the house, the nymph will always wait for and tell. Anyone who comes to the house or comes to get something without telling, for example, sitting on a leg on a wooden beam, tearing a sweet smile (tell me if you come to take a whisper in the ear? ) People who come to the house will watch the curtain or bend down from the beam of the stairs. Outsiders or relatives who come to the house will not dare to go to bed on the second floor. There are people who are scared. They say that they are very fierce, but we have not found anything. We used to play the ghost cup too. This nymph came to deceive. 555 + Want to listen to the comments. Our house has things too. Everyone in the house has a buddy as a baby. Everyone.# Sorcerer # The Philosopher Wooden House # Tell a ghost story