of Giulia Fiore 
" Intelligence, ... nothing has caused more trouble to the human race that intelligence " Thelma Ritter's voice resonates from the tv in the room of an ordinary old lady. Just ordinary not really. Agatha grew up in a normal family, yes, but since nothing had become abnormal, paranoid. Overnight, it was found to have a wide variety of diseases in the world and phobias of all kinds: arachnophobia, sociofobia, aerophobia, Emetophobia, brontofobia, carcinofobia, necrofobia, especially agoraphobia. Fear from the world decided to seek refuge in the house, the only place she considered safe, and never to set foot outside his small apartment. Needless to say, had not had children, and was left alone with itself and its phobias. People in the building thought no one lived in the apartment 4B on the fifth floor, had actually created the legend that a ghost lived there, but the few elderly residents hit back, saying that there lived a person crazy and unbalanced. But quando gli veniva chiesto che aspetto ella avesse, questi rispondevano di non ricordarselo, talmente tanto tempo era passato dall’ultima volta che quella donna aveva messo piede fuori dall’uscio. Ed eccoci qua nella sua casa, Agata trascorre tutte le sue giornate allo stesso modo: si alza, fa colazione con latte e biscotti, fa le parole crociate per due ore e poi accende la televisione. Si può dire che la televisione sia stata la sua migliore amica da quando decise di non uscire più di casa. Era arrivata a sapere a memoria tutte le programmazioni dei vari canali meglio di una guida tivù. Guardava un po’ di tutto, dalle soap ai telegiornali, dai cartoni ai dibattiti politici, ma sotto sotto Agata amava i film d’azione, those of Sergio Leone in particular, reminded his time spent with his father before he died. From time to time, including a film by Sergio Leone and a romantic comedy on TV, the old woman was found on the first floor Ernestina, which is close to the door, was aware of the movements of everyone in the area, better than a detective. Ernestina was a Thursday morning when he said what he saw: << The other day I saw a couple get strange, a man and a woman, she had blue hair! >>. << Blue! >> repeated shocked Agata. << They moved to 3A in the opposite building, and many were carrying black bags, you know, like those seen in the robbery, I wonder what's inside >>. Nothing << suitcases? >> Agata asked curious. And she said no and continued to sip his tea. They did not speak more of the tenants of the 3A, although the mind of Agata returned repeatedly to that apartment. Agata tried not to think about it, but when her friend went, unwittingly became more and more in front of the window overlooking the courtyard and the windows did catch a glimpse of the mysterious apartment. Driven by curiosity, especially at that age that you have decided that that afternoon would not have looked his soap preferita, invece avrebbe ricamato davanti a quella finestra dando di tanto in tanto una fugace occhiatina fuori. Erano quasi le cinque del pomeriggio quando tra una sferruzzata ed un’altra vide due sagome, quella di un uomo e di una donna, portare altrettante borse nere nell’appartamento. Agata seguì con gli occhi il loro cammino, lasciando perdere per qualche secondo la maglia. La luce dell’appartamento si accese, e benché all’inizio non sembrasse esserci nessuno, poco dopo gli occhi di Agata si spalancarono per lo stupore. Aveva visto qualcosa, qualcosa di raccapricciante e spaventoso. Le due sagome avevano iniziato quella che sembrava far pensare ad una feroce litigata, prima c’erano stati degli spintoni, Then the blows, until the man had not taken a knife and struck the woman near the neck. Agata dropped the shirt on the ground and ran to the bathroom. She was scared, his hands trembling, he should not see such a scene at his age, see a live murder would certainly not good for his nerves. He bathed his face with a little 'ice-water and looked in the mirror. What he should do now? Tell someone reliable, but who? At the suggestion of an episode of CSI decided to call the police. << You? Caporale Farina, who speaks and what is your problem? If you are still in the elevator, please call the fire department >> a voice fiebile and bored. << I have seen a murder in the palace in front of my house, you bring in someone now! We will gather the clues from the crime scene >>. << Excuse me, what you saw? What's his name? >> << I saw a repeat of the murder, a man who murdered a woman. Agata and 4B are live on the street of acacias >> The corporal immediately recognized the apartment of the law and I think that like all the crazy lady was dismissed, saying not to worry. << remains at home >> said, by following a hearty laugh. Agata closed the phone annoyed. Evidently they had not taken seriously and had proved that corporal a real idiot. It is not known for winning, and he looked out the window. Now the apartment was shrouded in darkness, was clear that the murderess was released, perhaps to get rid of the corpse he thought. Agata was increasingly panicked, spending hours eating a few nails that were left, breathing heavily and making back and forth from the bathroom to throw up first and then to sudden attacks of diarrhea. He did not sleep that night for fear that the murderess had seen and that was to look as he had seen the Hitchcock film. Or so she believed her.
He had fallen asleep a few minutes when the noise back to reality. It was morning and someone seemed to pick the lock to get into his house. Why should the murderess assaulted in broad daylight? Perhaps he sensed that he had not slept all night? He tried not to panic, he ran in the room, rummaged in the closet and took the first thing I found: an old baseball bat. " And where does this? "he asked amazed that such a bizarre object is found in his locker. Whoever it was was taking too long to open the door, and it was then that he decided to catch him off guard. As soon as the door swung open hit him in the head with bat so hard that he collapsed to the ground helpless. Agata gave a sigh of relief, then looked at the floor. Oh << >> << said what I did? >>. Since he had decided not to go out of the house, he found a boy of the palace every Thursday brought her shopping home, and she pays him back with some money. That same guy right now was lying on the floor of his house. Agata's rovecchiò a glass of water in the face and the boy woke up gasping. Lady Agatha << >> said << still confused why a baseball bat? >> Andrew was not a regular guy, you could tell by how she dressed, sometimes wearing strange robes, jabbering something in a language which he said was Vulcan, or walking around with implants that made his pointy ears. In short, Andrew was a real nerd, he loved comic books, roleplaying games and science fiction films. It was not exactly normal, and before you ask why the old woman had hit him, his gaze was drawn to the baseball bat. Agata said that the club had been a gift to someone that now his memory could not remember. << is not a normal bat, autographed by Joe DiMaggio of the New York Yankees! Wait a minute, she hit me! I was struck in the head! >> immediately said later. Agata told him what he had seen the night before, Andrew was surprised and no doubt believe it. It was so much passionate by superheroes and their stories adventure that was set up doing the right thing all the time, even in the wrong. And this was one of those. << need to look for evidence, so the police believe it! >> Andrew exclaimed, while Agatha nodded. After a few minutes they decided that one of them would have to somehow sneak in the apartment to seize evidence of crime. At the end fell to Andrew, even though at first the boy had a fear of mad, but the arguments Agatha were very convincing knees strong, sturdy legs, eyes of a hawk, and his resourcefulness typical of youth. Agata even offered him the baseball bat as protection in case someone had attacked. As soon as the boy was released Agata was positioned behind the window waiting to follow her movements. She saw him cross the courtyard and then disappear into the building. He waited for his return for two hours. New Jubilee had entered into a panic, she threw up, and gulped down half a liter of water and pulled the chain of water at least ten times. " Someone has discovered, or even killed! "he thought to himself, Agatha, was instill sempre un killer a piede libero che si aggirava nel quartiere. Sì, era sicuramente andata così. Ma la realtà era ben diversa da come la mente di Agata si era immaginata. Infatti non appena Andrew salì le scale per recarsi al 3A, incrociò una sua compagna di scuola di cui lui era follemente innamorato. Questa le chiese come mai fosse lì, e lui accampò una scusa. Gli chiese poi se volesse fare colazione insieme a lei, dal momento che sua madre aveva fatto una buonissima torta al cioccolato. Andrew non se lo fece ripetere due volte, mollò la mazza sulle scale, e la seguì, perso nei suoi occhi blu, dimenticandosi completamente di Agata e dell’omicidio. Questa volta l’amore aveva giocato un brutto scherzo. Agata dopo aver aspettato ore, aver consumato la carta igienica e purificato il suo intenstino, decise di uscire affrontando di petto le sue fobie. Dopotutto aveva condannato a morte un ragazzo! Si mise addosso una giacca ed afferrò una padella, ed in men che non si dica varcò l’uscio. Arrivata al portone si chiese come avrebbe fatto mai ad entrare nell’appartamento, poi le venne un’idea. Certo, si erano appena trasferiti e nessuno l’aveva mai vista, così chiese al portiere di farsi aprire la porta dal momento che fosse la madre di uno dei nuovi inquilini. Varcò la soglia ed entrò ancora di più nel panico: il tappeto era macchiato di sangue. Inoltre eesendo sorda ed avendo dimenticato di metter l’apparecchio for hearing, did not notice that someone had entered the door behind him. These she placed a hand on his shoulder, but Agata panicked and hit him with the pan on the head, and they fell unconscious. Trembling with fear Agata made few steps back, trying to reach the door, when he accidentally bumped into the door of a closet, which left a skeleton. Needless to say, Agatha cried, but cried so much stronger than addirittutra Andrew felt it, suddenly remembered everything, and ran up to the apartment. Meanwhile, the bathroom door appeared a woman with a knife stuck in his head and covered in blood. Agata came up with his arms stretched forward, but this frightened by the vision fell to the ground unconscious, just as Andrew did his entry into the apartment. The nerves of Agatha had given, this was too much, too much for her.
Agata found himself lying on the sofa in her house when she opened her eyes, she was relieved for a moment, believing he had dreamed it all, then winced. In front of her Andrew was sitting beside the man and the woman with the knife in his head. << Calm down Mrs. Agata >> Andrew << said there was a misunderstanding, no one died >>. We are two artists << lady, last night we were shooting a scene a film>> attempted to spiergarle man. << I apologize for having scared, but I had not yet taken off the makeup scene, you know, it takes me hours to let me >> interjected another tenant. << I've understood right away, I saw the mark of the film! >> Andrew << said proud of himself does not understand? He imagined all Agata! >>.
Agata for the first time in a long time laughed with a laugh loud enough to involve others. " what happens to panic and has seen too many movies " thought tra sé e sé. Dopo quell’avventura decise che sarebbe uscita d’ora in poi, e che per un po’ di tempo, molto tempo, non avrebbe più acceso la televisione, che aveva appurato sulla sua pelle, era capace di fare il lavaggio del cervello a chiunque, anche ad una tipa sveglia ed attenta come lei.
Here is my letter to have an announcement to give you more .. I have opened a channel on youtube:) Of course it is closely linked to this blog:) 
Io è già la terza volta che lo faccio e i miei capelli risultato puliti morbidi e profumati,insomma mi trovo proprio bene! 
