Book: The school of good and evil

But, if you screw something smug or arrogant, or shallow, I will release you from the house of the Reaper.
But then, because I can't talk!

- Nobody tells Agatha that you're evil, Sophie sighed. - You're just different.
- How it is different?
Well, for starters, you only wear black.
Because black does not get dirty.
- You never leave the house.
- At me there watching people.
For contest "Write a story" you sent stories over the fact that Snow white eaten by vultures and Cinderella drowning in the tub.
- I thought this was the best ending.
On my birthday you gave me a dead frog!
- To remind you that we all die and eventually will rot under the ground, eaten by worms, and therefore should enjoy our birthdays while we have them. I felt that here is something to think about.

- Still don't get it, why are you my friend?
Because you're sweet and funny, ' replied Sophie.
- My mom says I'm dramatic, and grumpy, ' said Agatha. - So one of you is lying.

- The answer is that smile and eyes, twittered it and showed a perfect smile Princess.
Professor Anemone was walking to class and watched the girls.
And then she saw Agatha.
- Hey, you! Not smiling!
The teacher loomed right before my eyes, Agatha tried to concentrate and repeat a perfect smile Beatrix. For a split second she thought she succeeded.
- Oh, in the name of the storyteller! Now this is a scary grin! Smile, child! Just your normal everyday smile!
Joy. Think of something joyful.
- And now the smile was definitely wicked! - screamed Professor Anemone.
Agatha frowned. Really all so is sad.
- If you ever need someone that will need to trust, if you ever need someone to rescue you if you need someone who will love you, in General, no matter what, in any case, child... don't smile at him.

Different from other usually turns into Evil.

Sophie was not enough of a friend. Sophie always wanted more. Sophie wanted the Prince.

I brought biscuits!
Real or baked?