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True magic story - Story 2: my mama's story Forest man "Leshii" ("Леший")



 Forest man "Leshi" ("Леший").


Long time ago, when my mother was a little girl, one time she went to our forest with her grandmother and got lost.

My mother says it was a very beautiful day, she was just running and jumping, hiding behind the trees and soon realized she was alone in the forest. My mom was scared and cried at first, but then she noticed a figure not very far who was waiving to her.

My mom thought it was her grandma and run closer, but the figure was moving further from her and still hiding behind the trees like he or she or he wanted to almost be unnoticed.

Only once my mom had a good look at the stranger.

It was a man whose face looked like a tree, who was tall and thin, dressed in a brown shirt, green pants and brown boots like Russian men used to dress hundred years ago. And he had only one tooth.

When the man smiled to my mother, she screamed. And in the second she heard her grandmother calling her.

 My mother was fast running after, and soon found her grandmother calling her.

Her grandmother was scared too, and of course very mad, but when she heard about the strange man she started to nod her head where my mother told her the man was  and was repeating "thank you".

The grandmother said: "It was Leshii who help you".

And when I was very young I heard stories from old Russian women who said that before going to the forest people used to leave cheap beads necklaces and bracelets on the tops of cut trees for forest spirits to save and help in the forest.

True magic stories - Story 1: "The jump".

This story is really happened with me more than 10 years ago.

I was working in a Sberbank Russia in our city as a bank taller and had to go to many different branches(mostly small villages) to give salaries to people who lived over there. And without much training I did so many mistakes with the paperwork that later on I was told to quit. Before that I tried to correct my mistakes and I had to go to all the people I gave the wrong part of the bank paper-form and changed the paper.

One evening I went to one old man who lived very faraway from the city and the bus stop. I exchanged the papers and was returning home. It was already very dark and no light on the street at all.

I was just walking straight, could not see anything in front and then something pushed me so hard at the back and I had nothing else to do rather than jump. And I jumped. When I was "in the air" I did not feel the ground under me. I safely "landed" and went home.

The next day I went to see that pace and I saw a huge hole at the place of my jump. The hole had some garbage in it, broken pieces of wood furniture, some stones.
Many years from that day I still remember it and thankful for that jump.