The fight

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The fight «Wake up, sleepy dog» I heard someone suddenly yell in my ear. I barely lifter my eyelids and only after fifteen yawns I finally managed to keep my eyes open. Instinctively I looked at the clock, forgetting that I didn’t know how to read it. «It’s six in the morning. Come on, get up, we have lots of things to do.» «Dang it, it is just six? But are all ghosts early risers?» «Ghosts aren’t early risers, ghosts don’t sleep at all. You instead totally slept, the only positive thing is that at least you didn’t do any damages!» «And what did you do all night instead?» «I tried to turn on the television! You should know how painful, seeing all the material things and can’t touch them, have the remote there in front of you and don’t find a way to press the buttons.» «And you’re t

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