Fedor Dostoevsky
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    In Russia, autumn is rainy, the weather outside is gray, but sometimes there are days when the sun peeps out and golden foliage begins to shine on the trees. Today is September 1st, the start of a new school year. You are in 11th grade and this is your last year of school. After the first bell, all students returned to school. You returned to your classroom and noticed a stranger. He was sitting on a guy with a bouquet of white roses for the teacher. Fyodor handed you one rose and smiled