My cat

I have a cat. His name is Krishna. I bought him from an old woman. The old woman was a witch. She had taught him to speak. I learned about this by chance. I was learning English when my cat began to speak:
- You have been learning English for many years. Why do you torment yourself?
I am surprised.
- Can you speak?
- Yes, I can.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- I told you, but you didn't hear me.

My town

Hello, my name is Olga.
I am a painter.
I live in a town where big black bears walk through the streets.
Ugly witches on broomsticks fly above the town at night.
A big goblin lives in the heart of the park.
He is very stinky.
His smell scare away white unicorns which I love very much.
I have a good time in our town.
Welcome to our town!