Number 1. I was only 9 years 11.Umer brother of my grandmother's (Uncle Tolia.) He lived in a house that's Prestarelyh.I summer, I was persuaded parents drove me to the country, as it was very boring, and the city remained friends) I sit alone at home, waiting for her friends, sewing Barbie odezhdu.Tut calling home phone, take the phone, a call from the nursing home and report that Uncle Tolia umer.Ya in shoke.Govoryu — " well, I'll tell the parents "and vse.Dalshe all a blur … . girlfriend prishli.Igolka with threads of toppled ruk.Nastal evening, parents came and they have already announced the death of his uncle, but I understand that I can not this to say! Here formulate a thought, I want to say at this point say something completely drugoe.Tak skazala.Na and the next day they uznali.Esche zarugali and I have not said im.Vooot … . sueta.Nado was started, and things carry it to us, and to settle all the documents, all I did not penetrated — no child is delo.Privezli uncle's things, of course, we were domoy.Bylo many books that smelled of old age (I can not describe the normal.) , but not the essence. Here were all a bit pohorony.Uzhe began to retreat, zabyvatsya.Babushka (sister uncle) said she wanted to make him a good nadgrobie.Sdelali, and yet was not possible to drive to the cemetery and becoming, Dad put on here was balkone.I little mystery … The day was rainy, I was sitting at home, playing Tetris) How can you hear the kitchen — pots rattled … I breath stolen, do not blink, breathe through time … . lies so minutes 5-10, no sound is no longer there, just rain barabanil.Ya without hesitation, she called her friends (they live in my house, in the first floor, and I'm on the third) , we were asked pridti.Dalshe three already chatted besilis , when the pan again, and on the balcony of some noises … We were there a little boiling water began to write not, sorry! Again sat-afraid, and all proshlo.Potom weekend dad took tombstone and this was no more … ПРИМЕРНО ТАК, НО НЕ УВЕРЕНА ЧТО ЭТО ТВОЙ КЛАСС!
