Devil in the Words. Книга для практики английского языка

Under one ofВ the photographs, he saw aВ comment from aВ girl named Sveta, who was talking about her experience ofВ struggling with depression. Peter carefully read the comment and decided toВ askВ her.

– What to do if you think you are getting depressed? – he wrote in the comments to the photo, addressing Sveta.

The answer came within two minutes.

– First, try not to think about the fact that you are depressed. Thoughts about depression intensify the state of depression itself.

– I don’t even think about her, I’m just writing a book, but no thoughts come into my head, and because of this, it seems to me that I’m starting to feel depressed.

 – Peter answered in the comment.

– What is this book about? – asked Sveta, writing in the comment.

– Well, it’s about a writer. About how a guy writes a book.

– Interesting, I guess.

– I don’t know, the readers will judge.

– If you don’t know what to write about, then take a break and rest.

This should help. Distract yourself from something else, watch aВ movie, or listen toВ music.

– Yes, you’re probably right. Need to watch some movie.

– Go chat in private messages. – one of the guests of the group wrote.

Sveta wrote toВ Peter inВ private messages:

– Hello, if you want, you can write to me. By the way, why don’t you have friends?

– I don’t know, I don’t communicate with anyone.

– Can I add you?

– Yes, sure.

Sveta added Peter as aВ friend. Peter did the same.

– Well, now you have friends.

– Yes, it’s cool.

– Have you written a lot already? I’m talking about the book.

– No, only three chapters.

– It’s difficult. You need to invent and then write.

– Yes, you have to sit for several hours on each chapter. It happens even half a day.

– Sorry, I need to leave, I’m at work now. Then the authorities came.

– Fine.

Peter’s mood improved somewhat.

He made his first friend on aВ social network, and it was aВ pretty girl. Peter took aВ sip ofВ coffee and leaned back inВ his chair, folding his hands behind his head.

– Why not write about it. About how I met a girl. – Peter thought.

The keys jingled inВ the keyhole. The door opened and Christina entered the apartment. Peter watched her through the slightly open door. She took off her briefcase and threw it inВ the corridor.