Stories about a life

The cycle «Prose from a life» is not finished yet. For me, thanks God, for you. Continuation, as they say, follows. For now I suggest to read that is already written: read, learn in characters of, acquaintances, another's. Only, keep in mind: «all heroes grows out of art fiction. Any coincidence is casual». Pleasant peeping at a keyhole, the Lord!

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Annushka

At that moment Annushka yet did not suspect, that her so call. She in general knew nothing, except calmness of a uterine pose and damp serene life. That which precedes the core. Also has suddenly felt, that rest was broke: all around zakolyhalos, has begun to spin. At first measured pushes. Long. Painfully. Painfully. Then became strained to press from different directions. To stick out and push out from a habitual measured life. Soft, pliable still to a head, got most of all. It against will squeezed in terrible, squeezing and narrow, the tunnel. Jammed on each millimetre. Also it was ready to be flattened out, learning the first harm. Annushka subconsciously turned a head to squeeze there where it violently pushed. At first – sideways, as though looking at a shoulder, then – downwards, a chin to a breast. But it was not specially. No. Simply in another way it is impossible. From above inevitably adjusted. Then the head has rested again, but already against something softer. The soft has waited and has given in. Annushka has squeezed, at last, thanks to someone's rubber hands, on Divine light.

Light was awful — terrible, cold, bright. And more – it was necessary to make improbable quantity of affairs and movements at once: to expand nostrils, to lift a breast, to open a mouth. All immediately varied both outside and inside. Burning air has rushed into lungs, with force having expanded them. Annushka has wrinkled a tiny face and, that was urine, has cried. Has cried from a pain and rezi inside. And then cut an umbilical cord.

        Tiny little body rubbed off, washed, overturned. Around there was so much everything, that would be desirable to hide or at all a precipice. To get back — into fertile darkness and wet heat. Light cutting eyes was bad and unusual. All figures over Annushkoj blurred in white shapeless stains. It has begun to blink and has closed eyes. It was still loud. Annushka and before heard many sounds, but they were much more silent. And now – as if have pulled hard unrestrained force from different directions. Voices, ljazgane tools, scratches of doors, rustling of feet.

It-is necessary! – any voice was indignant, lifting and swaddling Annushku. - As soon as such inutile mummies manage such nice children.

-Was more silently you, Marja Stepanovna. – Has torn off its another. – the lying-in woman will hear.

To me that? – Has answered Marja Stepanovna. – here the child is a pity To me and only.

Annushka, of course, did not understand – only heard voices. And then for fear and weariness has failed in a semifaint-light slumber.

The new life has appeared difficult. Varied every day, each hour, every minute. Around there was too much place filled with set of moving and motionless illusive figures. If Annushka could, she would name all it is "chaos". Gradually shades found more and more distinct forms. In some of them – a mum's breast, a small bottle with a dummy – even there was a sense: to satisfy, it is not known whence the undertaken hunger. I peep now it was necessary to extract – not that earlier. To find meal Annushka has learnt quickly – turned a head on a smell and sufficed toothless gums of dummies. To suck, of course, it was tiresome, though it is pleasant. In general about it is tasty – it is not tasty, it is pleasant – not pleasantly Annushka has acquired at once. For example, if in a mouth something dripped drops, it was unpleasant. Annushka screwed up the face and even started to cry without tears. And if from a small bottle with a dummy is it was always tasty. Means, well.

It was still quite good, when round a little body it became suddenly wet and warmly. However, at first warmly, and it is then very fast – coldly. Only Annushke all the same so it was pleasant it is more. Also it was not clear, what for it constantly pull and diapers turn in new, rigid and dry. But basically she slept. Only to eat woke up.

Once is in the morning when it becomes noisy and light — all has at once changed. On Annushku have reeled up fresh diapers, have turned in a blanket and long bore on white twisting corridors. Have then given to mum whom she already learnt on a milk smell, and have set both free. The will was bright, solar, green. And a smell fresh. Mum left maternity home doors, then left gate. And on a porch there were doctors and some nurses who helplessly looked it following and dejectedly swung heads.

For the first time to lives Annushka went by a tram. Then for the first time in a life – by an electric train. And then long-long shivered on hands at mother who went through a field, regularly stumbling about each hummock. After an electric train it smelt already in another way. Not milk. It is bad. Just as a bottle without a dummy to which it was continually put, sitting on a wooden bench in the car. Annushka wished to eat and loudly cried. But the mother, appear, did not notice. The girl has fallen asleep – whether from strong jolting, whether for hungry weariness.

Has woken up Annushka that in nostrils has struck a disgusting, vile smell. Not to what she has already got used – cleanliness, bleaching powder and milk, and something absolutely another. Terribly stank of urine, decay, plesnevoj dampness and by that, from a bottle. It was dark. So, that the eyes which have got used to white hospital light, could not disassemble first anything in twilight. Then all the same have made out – the darkened timbered walls, in huge cracks the wooden rotted through ceiling, grown with a web and a dust a tiny window and two indistinct ovals inclined over a bed with red stains of mouths. Mum Annushka has learnt – the weak smell of milk shy made the way through an impenetrable stench, reaching hungry nostrils. It has wrinkled a face and wished to begin to cry. But mummy, at last, has thought – has got the child from poor, black from a dirt and decay, a bed and has put to it the bulked up breast. Annushka has frowned – milk has appeared bitter – but continued to suck, mournfully having ruffled up. Needs must when the devil drives.

She has gorged on, and mummy, having wrapped up, has tried to pass it to hands to a stinking and dirty being. The babe terribly was frightened and going to cry.

-That you to me put it? – The voice was rough, low. Annushka it was wrinkled and zahnykala.

-Well, as, Vasily, your daughter! – mother spoke the silly voice braided by language. – on though, take.                  

-Has gone, the silly woman! – Vasily has answered. – itself has dragged in the house, itself and potter. At us on two meals is not present. And here still the third mouth. Bljad! – Vasily has terribly threatened with a fist, the replacing chair, and making a kind quarter of all conditions has heavily fallen to a box from under the vodka. Its head has overhung as at carrion. It is more that time spoke than nothing. Has fallen asleep. Mother annoyed, hardly has got the child to a poor cage of a bed and has flopped on a grey mattress from a dirt nearby. Parents slept. Annushka did not close eyes. To it stirred a stench and cold, on the tenth circle, the become wet diapers. She has begun to cry. Cried long. Has become hoarse. There would be tears – would sink already in them. Nobody woke up. Annushka has ceased. Also has failed in unconscious, filled with multi-coloured stains, a dream through which the ineradicable terrible stench reached nostrils.   

To smell Annushka day by day has got used. To always wet and cold diapers – too. She at all was not ill. The blessing, in the street there was a heat, and in the collapsed shanty where it was now all time, there was smelly and damp heat. On its street did not take out – mamke had no time for that. It that vanished somewhere swore with useless supruzhnikom a saw together with it. Sometimes on it found, if woke up, having sobered up. Started to collect on all house dirty rags, diapers. Filled in with their cold water in old a flank and there-here trepyhala a shivering hand. A powder or at least soap in the house was not found.

Annushku bathed in a shanty same manerom. Only water – and those thanks – defended on the sun to warm. But bathings happened infrequently. And all skin at Annushki in two weeks of a house life has become covered oprelostjami, attritions and dirty spots. It burnt, was burnt down, burnt. If the baby can get used to a constant pain Annushka has got used. And slezki at it and have not appeared – even for the second month of a life as it is accepted at children healthy and happy by the parents. Though she cried much. For what Vasily materil the wife also drove it on the house an axe. Annushka did not understand.

She spent the most part of time in a heavy dark dream. Will eat – and fails in a smoky gloom. Will wake up from hunger, will cry a little, mother will give it a bitter breast – and the child again will fall asleep. The dream rescued. From a pain. For fear. From a life and its sharp stench. All the same with anything else Annushku did not occupy – both in the afternoon, and it at night laid, to nobody interesting in the rotted through bed. Mother from it did not speak. In temechko did not kiss. On hands without need did not take. Will feed — and will throw with disappointment back. And grew Annushka as the grass, only is worse. That though on fresh air and in the soft earth.

By six months the girl was not able to turn over, to nine had not a seat and did not do attempts to rise. And in March when the winter, like, has begun to decline also Vasily on pleasures has ceased to heat an oven, was ill. At first very long from a nouse flew. Even all upper lip and a thin skin over it in one continuous crust from irritation have turned. To Wipe there was nobody. Mother with the father have been occupied — drank or one after another with shouts on a log hut rushed. Then suddenly in one night Annushka became hot, as fire. Eyes wide. Look it is not live. And cough. Yes such terrible, that was shaken kroha and inside out turned out so as if it squeezed out. At any person heart on small slices with pity would be broken off. And mum with the daddy – anything. Suffered. Even to the doctor to carry did not try. And where the nearest doctor? In settlement. Kilometres ten. Not less.

Mother has dragged whence white tablets. Tolkla them in a powder. And Annushke this dust in a mouth fell asleep. And to wash down gave from gnutoj an aluminium spoon the warmed-up red wine half-and-half with water. Small bottles of nurseries in the house did not hold. Other interests. But Annushka and so consulted. Swallowed. Though half of bitter swill always by flew down and burnt down the lips baked by a crust from long snivels. By April illness has a little released. Heat has passed. And mummy happy with good means, has increased a wine dose. The girl to cough continued. Vasily was fastidiously mown on a bed and has worn on what light costs the wife.

-Vas, — the mum's voice always sounded prositelno and scaredly – I will go, whether that, in a bench I descend. Meal in the house crumbs, and I after all should feed the child.

-Vodka buy. – has set wife Vasily.

I do not know, will not suffice. – mother has shy minded, having scaredly compressed in a lump and expecting blow.

What, a bough, the twenty it is a pity to the husband? – It was got. – yesterday only the fifty-kopeck piece has earned – fire wood for all village has pinned. Also what – on blood I have no right to drink?!

-So thirty roubles only also remains – yesterday itself a bottle has bought. – mum was stupidly trampled down on a threshold and inertly reflected: the spouse in an eye for disputes will give, or not. To drink and most it would be desirable. But also is there was nothing – stocks since summer very long time ago podeli. In wood – neither nettles, nor mushrooms, shchavelja. One word – spring.

-Has gone! – Vasily has shouted. – you will be because of this rubbish – it has stuck with a thick dirty finger towards a bed – a life to me to restrain. Both I will cut!

Mother has jumped out for a door. And Vasily so has dispersed from indignation what to drink wanted already in a minute. In a grist he hid half-bottles, on an emergency – them and has emptied. Has got drunk, as always, instantly. From the first drink. Has bypassed round a bed few times. Has fastidiously examined wrinkled, zarogovevshy from a dirt and turned in rags, a lump. The lump slept and was shaken with time for terrible wet cough.

-Dung! – Vasily, being unsteady and hardly standing standing, has spat directly in a bed. – I will show to you! Dung! You will know, how for mine to apply!

It has pulled down from itself(himself) wooden from absence of washing trousers. Has sat down in the middle of a hut on hunkers and, hardly saving balance, has imposed directly on a floor. Udovletvorenno has grunted. Has pulled trousers, has rolled up a sleeve and has started a palm in hot still a heap. opershis with a free hand about shaky crossbeams of a bed, has started to cover a shabby design own, to a ring in ears, smelly dung. «You will know! — he repeated – will know!».

Mummy only has reached by then to curve houses where the rural bench settled down.

-Klava! — she has silently called. On a voice the portly saleswoman and pomorshchila has come up a nose.

To-you of that?

-Well, — mamka has stopped, reflecting how to be. You will come without vodka – the husband will beat. You will come without meal – with hunger you will die.

-Macaroni at you how much? – She has submissively questioned.

-Seven roubles. To give?

-Well, — mummy feverishly pottered about poor crinkles in own head, — give. And a bottle. – she Has dared, at last. Remains three roubles. On bread and that will not suffice.

Klava has laid out demanded on corroded time wooden a counter.

-Still that?

-Yes, a small loaf. Only at me only three roubles remains.

-Choke! – has muttered Klava, having thrown a loaf on a counter. She regretted this silly woman. Forces are not present.

-Thanks, Klavushka! – mummy Has blossomed. – I will give. As will be – at once and I will give. Has laid out the crumpled tens, has seized extraction and has rushed off, that is forces back. The husband to console.

Has opened shaky, inflated from a moisture, a door in the izba and, habitual to any stench, has with astonishment stopped up a nose. The stench stood the intolerable. It was inside silent and dark. To disassemble nothing. Gradually eyes have distinguished – Vasily rolls on a mattress. Annushka sleeps, having been double up, as always. Has passed, has put brought on a table – a cardboard box from under the neighbour's TV, and vljapalas a foot in a soft heap. Has not disassembled. Has approached to a bed, has touched her hand and it was drew aside. Fingers have appeared are stained. Mamka has considered them, with lateness has understood an origin of a dirt and has started howling. Has rushed in a corner where rolled not stiranye rags, has seized pair and has begun with a roar ottirat. Left badly – all got in treshchinki, cracks and did not wish to get out. Here would wash with water – yes where it you will find? As could, has wiped. Has run, continuing on the move to drip tears, behind a shovel in a court yard. Has collected a heap from a floor. Has jumped out on street, has thrown during snow. Otterla snow a shovel. Has then thought – took still rags, has piled in a flank of snow and – in the house. While snow thawed, has not sustained – has opened a bottle and has drunk directly from a throat, having a snack black bread.    

Only by a year – in the end of May – has learnt Annushka to creep and at once has found a way from the bed to get out, in a court yard to get out. Will creep out on a grass. Will dig spring greens. pososet. On the sun will get warm. Mother will come across the child – to a breast will put, will not come across – Annushka itself creeps it to search. There and the summer has come. The girl continued to creep and a word yet did not speak. And how? And what for? Who begins to listen to it here? In village of concept had no, that in extreme, warped from an old age and the started log hut, at two gloomy drunks the child live was born. In that shanty even flies did not live – dohli from a stench hurriedly. And will profit after all there is nothing. Crumbs.

Therefore the woman Attracting terribly was surprised, when it seemed to it, that in a court yard propojtsy Vasily the baby in a grass potters. Eyes has wiped. All the same. Has more close approached, and was stupefied. Indeed – the child. By sight months six – lean, small, dirty from feet to a head also creeps directly by the ground. The woman Attracting was frightened, as though these tyrants of the child have not exhausted. And whence to the babe was to undertake? Unless, have stolen – who knows them, whence they money for vodka take. Than trade. After all that Vaske on village sometimes it is possible to extract, and on bread will not suffice. The old woman has run back – to the house. The grandfather has persuaded to drunks to descend and find out, whence the child at them in a court yard has appeared. Perhaps lost. Who Perhaps searches. And can, have stolen. The old man for vivacity has overturned a liqueur glass – painfully to go to these bad people it would not be desirable – and has gone. On a court yard to make the way did not become – has shouted directly from the warped gate.

-Hey, Vasily! There is who live? – The silence has answered it. It was necessary to stamp on the kitchen garden which has grown with a weed to the door. And there – anything. The grandfather already thought was to be developed and leave in good time while nobody has touched, but here has seen – because of a shanty corner the bony children's knee sticks out. Has approached more close – the child on a grass sits! Small, lean, all in the earth. It is dressed whether in a pillowcase old with holes instead of a mouth and sleeves, whether in the thin bag adapted same Makarom. A hair to shoulders, liquid – liquid yes such dirty, that colour you will not disassemble. Eyes run, a sight badgered. The grandfather with pity hardly on knees before the child has not crashed down. Hands to Annushke has stretched – wished to lift, yes to the grandma to carry – let though will wash, and to eat that will think. But the baby on chetverenki has scaredly jumped, quickly-quickly for the house has crept and in any hole has climbed. The grandfather from old eyes has brushed away tear and has gone, enraged, to a door. To find out. Has kicked a door with a foot and began to peer. After the sun anything inside was not to disassemble. Darkness impenetrable. Eyes have gradually got used.

The grandfather thought, that such gadjushniki on the earth Russian hundred years as were translated. All the same in the twenty first century we live. Not in the stone. A floor in a shanty earthen. Logs in walls as are – all have rotted through. In the middle proudly rose rusty burzhujka. From all furniture – a black crooked cage, similar, once a children's bed. Two more boxes from under vodka, a cardboard box, a straw fragmentary mattress. And on him dirty shapeless bags Vasily with the wife. Sleep, since morning already drunk, mertvetskim a dream. And how the Earth only carries such tyrants? The grandfather has approached to a mattress. On what proof – blockade by the teenager has gone through – and from a stench nearly did not turn out. That from two bags, that with a beard has touched a sock of a galosh. Vasily also has not moved. The grandfather has become angry. Has kicked more strongly. Without reaction. In eyes from fury has darkened. It gnutuju has seized a poker, yes as will whack a bag on back. Vasily has jumped up — eyes bloody, red — and, not assorting road, has rushed on the offender. The grandfather hardly to run out from a shanty was in time – for sure will slam, pjan the gloomy. Forces devilish could not be put.

        And Vasily has wiped eyes. Has looked round. There is nobody. Also has again failed beside the drunk wife, having pressed its heavy body to a wall.

-Well, whose malets has learnt? – The woman Attracting Has attacked on the grandfather, hardly that has entered into a gate.

-Lag behind, the old woman! – the grandfather has poorly mumbled, catching for heart. – has not found out anything.

-Yes as so? – The Woman Attracting was disturbed outright.

So! – Rubanul the grandfather air a hand. – it is necessary to go to militia. The statement we will write. So a pier and so, the child is noticed. Whether it is stolen, whether it is lost.

-So you and the baby saw? – Vsplesnula Attracting hands.

-Saw. – the grandfather has bent a head. – to war and that such lean and dirty did not go.

-That, as. – the wife has senselessly begun to fuss. – militia it is necessary.

Though and it. – the grandfather has sighed and has trudged in the house. – a paper bear.

Local Stepan Stepanych day early began. Will sit down in state, twenty years', "Zhigulis" very early and allow to travel about on fields. Several villages at once to visit it is necessary. And you will be in time for one day – for the next day it is possible and to have a rest. That there daily to observe? All, known. And so it is clear, that except drunk fights, robbery yes small thefts happens nothing. Though, time on time is not necessary. Here two years ago one muzhik with the lover in a matrimonial bed has found the wife. Both on a breakage as sausages on a skewer, has spread. Stepanych has bitterly grinned in moustaches. It is necessary, love! Though to it then with this love fine to suffer it was necessary. And the muzhik unfortunate for all life have planted.

Today business at Stepanycha was serious – it has received the statement. From old men Rjabininyh. Say, in our village there was a stolen child. We ask to understand and the child to parents to return. Stepanych understand could nothing. For whom and whose children on village could be necessary? The — and that hardly lifted.

But Rjabininy were old men decent. To compose everyone did not become. The son at them successful — supervises in Peter over the big company. All area knew about it and to woman Manet with the grandfather was respectful. Alexey tried time and again parents to itself, in a city, to transport. Yes they have grown to the native earth. You will not tear off. In the summer grandsons stayed with them, is noisy and became cheerful in the house. And lived silently in the winter. One. The son regularly came to see - both gifts, and money brought. So Rjabininy full confidence inspired. 

Shanty door long did not open. Stepanych loudly and thriftily knocked. Inside to go to it it would not be desirable – thanks, nanjuhalis already. It was better here, on air, to stand. Has come up, at last, from a door Vasily Kaloshin. Worse the vagabond – stinking, dirty and all dark blue from drunkenness.

-Kaloshin, — questioned Stepanych, — when you will cease to drink, cattle?

By the winter. – promised Kaloshin, confusedly having begun to smile. He respected force. With Stepanychem to quarrel did not want – will slam still. The holster under the arm hangs. 

-Data have arrived, that the child illegally at you in the house has appeared. – has started at once business Stepanych.

How it is illegal? – Has grinned Kaloshin. – As at all has appeared. The wife is. And I that – whether the muzhik that?

-About that I do not know. – Has frowned Stepanych. – Documents drag.

Vasily has disappeared behind a door. Long pottered there, with something strainedly roared. Has then deduced the scared wife with the dirty girl on hands. «Fie – has thought Stepanych – and it is a woman! To look oppositely.». At the child in general without tears to look it was impossible. Poor.

-Well, what for the child? – He Has addressed to Vasinoj to the wife, covering a nose. – whence undertook?

-Ours with Vasej a daughter. – has mumbled mother. – to call Kaloshina Anna Ivanovna.

The-birth certificate is? – Has strictly asked Stepanych.

No. – that has answered and all has reddened. And Vasilly has spitefully twirled eyes and has nudged it sideways. – and me did not give. – Has quickened mamka. — Only a piece of paper in maternity home have written out, that on May, 27th the girl at me was born. The inquiry means.                           

-Here the silly woman! – has spitted out Stepanych. Is that, the whole year the child without the certificate? Drag here the inquiry and that within two days in settlement drove. In the REGISTRY OFFICE. Behind the birth certificate. I will check up on Thursday. – then to it it was thought, that days of week in this house nobody knows. And it has simplified. – for the third day that is.  

Stepanych the inquiry crumpled has looked and has left. Then just in case with maternity home city has communicated – there all as is have confirmed. Means, an order. Stepanych painfully screwed up the face: well, the family has got the child. Whether that them for it to judge that? Though also drunks, and the same people. Have the right in lawful marriage.

Only the woman Attracting yes grandfather Ryabinin reflected differently. And though Stepanych to them has informed, that everything is perfectly in order, and the child was born under the law, could not calm down. Were afraid, as though in that shanty damned the girl up to the end have not exhausted. Again the statement wrote, that the child starves, not in cleanliness contains, that it would be necessary to send doctors on check. Stepnych has spat from disappointment yes has put pisulku in a table box. What else doctors? From the centre, whether what to drag? Yes will send it there far away with such hallucinations. And anybody will not go anywhere.

The woman Attracting began to run very early every day to drunks on a court yard – the girl to feed up. Behind a fence waited. And as will see Annushku – will stretch it a gift. That jaichko boiled, a potato, kotletku and a small loaf. Annushka first was afraid to take. The woman Attracting on beautiful, embroidered, a napkin left a gift and left. The girl crept up. Took. And that first did not know what to do – pososet, pososet, and will throw. But has gradually learnt and very much even it is serviceable four zubkami chewed, plentifully moistening with a saliva. And gradually and to woman Manet has got used – crept up and it is direct from hands I go took. At home to it still, except mamkinoj breasts of nothing perepadalo.

The woman Attracting about the campaigns did not speak to the house. And to grandsons on that end of village in general to go forbade – drunk Vasily of a scarecrow. The grandfather with enthusiasm helped. But here has put more in Annushke was. Old men to the boys, in heat yes to caress brought up very were afraid, «a psychological trauma» as their scientific parents expressed to put. Boys after all did not know, that children differently grow.

Attracting often while Annushku fed, talked to it. Explained, as as is called. About a life spoke. Only now the girl began to understand, that her Annushkoj call, and on the name responded. Its woman Attracting will call, and it in its party turns back joyfully head and, sparkling knees, quickly-quickly creeps. But to speak and not the beginnings, a uniform word. However, and their employment not for long proceeded. Somehow in the morning mamka left in a court yard – after yesterday's standing hardly costs. Uvidala the woman I Attract beside Annushki and allow shivering to wave hands.

-That you, Attracting, – braided language – are impossible for you here! Vasily will see, a head to me will tear off. And you too.

-Yes for what? – The woman Attracting Was indignant.

Does not like, when climb during our life. Are curious. Speaks, to women one pleasure – language on village to scratch.

-Yes. To it pleasure another! You look, durishcha to what you the drunkenness of the child have finished!

-Our child – as we can, so we raise! – mummy has nervously moved and has pushed I Attract, sitting before Annushkoj in a lap, in a shoulder. – leave! That you here any more did not see!

The woman Attracting has swayed, with moaning from the earth has risen. And Annushka in the meantime to mamkinoj to a foot has nestled, has embraced her and has hung as a small animal. Attracting has not sustained – tears were rolled on eyes. And went to the house, keeping for a breast and dropping with a wrinkled chin large drops. And through them saw Annushku. Caressing to dirty, wrapped up in the worn out hem, a foot.

On it arrivals Maniny have stopped – she was afraid for the grandsons. It is not known, how Vasily of will lead, if about visitings learns. On it drunk, any after all justices are not present. And then late will regret. Attracting an another matter was engaged – collected on village old children's things – to whom of that it is not necessary, the son has asked everything that from children remains, to bring – and to the Kaloshinsky gate carried. From itself added always something a food. Only here did not know, to whom these pieces get, and from that on heart it was cold and terrible.

And Annushka it is short on the old woman missed – has forgotten. All has dropped out of memory as if was that never, and. Only the life day by day all became worse. Hunger exasperated. Mother though put to a breast without the bill, but Annushka did not gorge on. And everything, that could in a court yard selected – tasted. Only there now anything good did not appear – stones, a grass yes the earth.

Vasily absolutely wild became by then. Every day with mother fight started, and as Annushku somewhere noticed, all strove to strike or a kick to get. Only the child also was rescued by that what to creep was quickly-quickly able also a hole under the house the useful knew. If that – shmyg there also sits silently-silently.

The summer came nearer to the end. Then the autumn has come. In the street has become cold. The grass in a court yard was wrinkled and pozhuhla. All time Was necessary Annushke now at home to sit. And though among things, woman Manej Kaloshinym delivered, were both boots, and woollen socks, both jackets, and a sweater, on Annushku nobody put on them. Things somewhere vanished. If Vasily in the morning at gate found a bag, it it took also all, entirely, somewhere carried away. And by the evening came back drunk worse the usual. A bottle started with itself dragged.

In the house to hide there was no place – and Annushke, and mothers it is strong in such days got. But mother got used was, and all time tried to cover the baby the body. Then Vasily exhausted and flopped on a mattress. And mother drank from the bottle brought by the husband and laid down with it nearby.

Sometimes and on it found, when Vasily at home was not – looks on Annushku a hostile glance, words bitter abuses, to pinch or knock strives more painfully. And "ugly creature" its daughter, both "poor", and "brainless". And the life to it — without that gloomy — has definitively broken. It would be necessary to leave from Vasi, to begin all with zero. And now it where – with the child? Moreover and with the such. Annushka listened to its speeches and though did not understand all words, but from roughness in a voice cried bitterly. And not from a beating to it it was sick – is not present. The Father beat more painfully. From terrible — sharp and burning – insults. 

The woman Attracting has not sustained in the meantime – two months has already passed since she last time Annushku saw in a court yard. And all to the son, Alexey, has told. He promised to help. Have decided, that if to sense from militia is not present, it is necessary to lead Kaloshinym journalists. Especially, Alexey in one of influential newspapers had a good friend. Let will admire and will write. At the same time and photos will make. Perhaps administration or the government, at last, will reach. And that have dissolved bespredel: one drink, how much will get, others do on it billions. Thus, how much speak on the TV about not to qualitative vodka, alcoholics something do not become less. Is better all this to indulge peretravilas somehow. At least, natural selection.

Journalists have appeared in two weeks – before, probably, in any way could not be pulled out. Alexey, eventually, has given to the friend the car with the driver. Also asked not to postpone.

As a result before house Kaloshinyh from grey "BMW" has fallen out at once some person. Have photographed the warped house outside. Were trampled on a kitchen garden. Have beaten at a door. The log hut left dirty, with the dark blue person, the alcoholic with the child on hands. To start up people in the house it has refused flatly. Has explained, that the husband «has left on affairs», and without it it does not accept strangers. Well, they it, with grjaznushchej the lean girl on hands, have removed. Also have decreased back home. And Vasily has already returned by then and, having hidden behind a fence, observed. As soon as the car has driven off, has rushed in the house, has seized by shoulders the wife and began to shake it, as mad.

-That they here rummaged? – It shouted a hoarse voice. – that sniffed up?

-D-d-yes us-s-spokojsja, V-v-vas. – Mother knocked from jolting by a teeth. – P-P-simply a d-d-daughter wished to look!

What?! – Vasily, at last, has released. – this?! – it has stuck into the child who has fallen asleep with wide eyes in the bed. – spoke to you, the silly woman. From it one misfortunes! I here now!

Vasily has jerked to a bed. Mother tried to keep it, but it per, as a bull. Has seized Annushku. That has begun to wail. Mother has seized the child on the other hand. Vasily did not let out. They struggled. Were tumbled down on a floor, having seized the child in a rigid vice. Annushka it was pulled out. Shouted from a pain and fear, tried to creep out from under their animal bodies weaved by madness. It was not possible. Suddenly sharp as a knife, the pain has pierced a foot somewhere below a knee. Was heard even opposite, breaking off bones and fabrics, a crunch. Annushka has lost consciousness.

She has regained consciousness at a distant day. Has what is the time passed – it is not known. The father in the house any more was not, mother silently howled, sitting on a mattress, and itself Annushka laid, having spread by a layer, on a parental bed. In ears rustled. The nausea drove to a throat, only there was nothing to tear. Eyes clouded an impenetrable veil. And the foot burnt infernal fire. Annushka has begun to cry.

Both of them have cried three days. Mother from bessilja, Annushka from a pain. At first mummy tried to feel a foot, to examine. But outside of any damages it was not visible – only fingers did not move, and move a leg the girl could not. Then and surveys have stopped – mother only howled yes sometimes put the child to a breast. Though to suck at Annushki any more there were no forces. And there is it any more did not want.

Vasily that came, left. Veins any own life. Did not ask about what, for the night did not remain. Mother after its leaving howled more strongly. And Annushke was all the same. Is better all would leave and have left her alone. And that somebody has made so that the pain has stopped.

And for the third day in a log hut people, prisypannye the first early snow have become hollow. Have started inside a cold and began to fuss around Annushki which laid without consciousness and poorly breathed. Spoke with mother, showed it the newspaper, any papers. Drunk Vasily has then rushed, tried to part forcibly and take away all as it was expressed «the daughter». It have calmed, having fastened handcuffs, vytolkali for a door and somewhere have taken away. Have then turned Annushku in a white blanket and have carried in the white car. Mother did not cease to howl, looking after a leaving ambulance which left on devstvenno pure snow dirty a track.

Annushku have brought to hospital. Have washed. Have dressed in a pure shirt and have carried on a X-ray. The doctor in a white dressing gown long considered a picture on light, being by the window. Has then given orders to nurses. Began to prepare gipsovalnuju. Have transferred there Annushku and long wound small, not going yet, a leg with the bandage moistened in plaster.

In hospital Annushka has lain till the February. The foot was not ill any more. Forces gradually, thanks to good leaving, came back. Even appetite has appeared again, and Annushka without objections ate everything, than the old nurse fed her from a spoon. In chamber it was treated four more children, and Annushka considered them with the big interest. Five years' Cooking with the broken hand continually approached to a bed shining by whiteness Annushkinoj and showered there any toy, explaining: «it – zajchik», «it is a cat», «it is a duck». Cooking was kind and garrulous. And as three other patients in chamber were boys and in its fluffy zoo were not interested, Cooking entirely has concentrated on Annushke. Told, unceasingly explained, and then also the strutter – whether correctly Annushka all has understood questions. But that still spoke nothing. Only with pleasure took in hands of unknown animals and smiled Vare.

To children every day somebody came. To whom the grandmother, to whom the grandfather, to whom parents, to whom seniors sister and brothers. And three-year Anton in general laid in chamber together with mum. Annushku did not come to see. But another's adults too helped – who will learn to hold a spoon, who odezhki will bring, who will treat with fruit. And always turned away furtively imperceptibly to brush away tear. Annushka all concerned equally – hardly with watchfulness — and mum often recollected. As it smelt as milk, as to a breast put, as on hands took. It was not clear, as so left, that it took and at once was gone.

In February have removed plaster and began to develop a foot. Gradually, day by day, Annushka studied to do the first steps. By April has gone. Cooking very much was glad, that now it is possible to run together on a hospital corridor, but it by then have already written out. Adults – doctors, another's parents, nurses therefore rejoiced. And Annushka understood, that its all very much praise, and in the answer smiled.

Longer hold the girl in hospital could not and, having collected in the plastic package, the property which has collected for a hospital life – a doll without the eyes, presented Varej, some old toys, the things brought for her by parents of small patients, Annushku have set in the hospital car and have carried in children's home.

There other life has begun absolutely. And Annushka, instinctively, by former experience, has understood, that it is necessary to hide and escape again. She ran is not very good yet, therefore in case of extreme danger fell on chetverenki and quickly-quickly crept away. Zalazila in a case where stored old, to unrecognizability worn out, the footwear – suddenly still is useful – and silently there sat. And when all calmed down: seniors ceased to fight or the teacher, having shouted, left, Annushka got out and went, hardly rocking on uncertain feet, to the bed. Got through a lattice and had a seat inside. There was nothing to do. The toys brought from hospital, in the first day of stay in children's home seniors have taken away from it.

Annushka studied to survive. Diligently worked as a spoon, catching from a plate with a thin soup pieces of a grain cutlet – was considered, that the first and the second need to be put in one plate: so it becomes more liquid and acquired easier. Patiently waited, when them will lead in a toilet – for casual troubles directly in stockings it was possible to lose at dinner a spoon or vospitatelskoj tapkoj on naked the priest to receive. Hid in a pocket of a worldly-wise dress bread slices, and then dried them under a mattress to eat, if for any fault will deprive of a supper or a dinner. Did not interfere with the general fuss of children, that not zashibli inadvertently.

More often Annushka silently sat in a bed and considered treshchinki on a wall. Sometimes, if other children have been occupied by another matters, stole up to fragments of state toys and in own way, silently and with concentration, played. For two years she understood too much. Too seldom cried. And still words did not speak.

And flew new Annushkina a life. Better or worse former – you will not disassemble. Only now very much mum did not suffice. A word it Annushka knew well – it was necessary to appear in children's home to the new woman as all children stuck round it from different directions with shouts «mum!», «mum!» And in any way did not wish to let out. Annushka did not rush to strangers – it remembered mum.

 Once that has appeared. Has come to manager with permission to take to itself a daughter on target. After deprivation of the parental rights the life at it has strongly changed. Vasily she has thrown, has moved to settlement. It was arranged in a stall with the night saleswoman. Lived now with conveniences in a separate room of municipal apartment with the new husband. Said to everything, that any more does not drink.  

Annushka mum at once has learnt. Has rushed, has embraced for the foot which has been wrapped up in a hem, and mum began force to unhook from mother of other children shouting «!», «mum!» — banged them on thin wrists a rigid cam. Mother took it on hands, has had a little cry. And then they together left on street. June was in the heat. The sun shone, smelt as fresh greens. Annushka held mum for a hand so strong, that ladoshka at it has sweated. But she also did not think to release. Only squeezed sliding fingers more strongly.

They did not speak. Mum has come into shop, has bought Annushke a chocolate. At once has developed and has stretched to the daughter. That took, is cautious as treasure, and has started to suck. The chocolate quickly thawed in the hot handle, is intolerable it would be desirable to drink, but Annushka stoically suffered and tried not to be soiled. Very much was afraid, that mum will become angry on it and again will leave.

* * *

On Monday morning Annushku have returned in children's home. Dirty, crying, all in bruises. She rested and refused to come. Has sat down on hunkers at the threshold and bitterly-bitterly cried, repeating the same words «my mum good», «my mum good». It were the first words in its hardly begun life.

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05.02.2007 19:20 Remarkable story, touches for soul...
Anatoly


08.02.2007 13:38 Diana, thought I "will simply look", has begun with section "new" and has literally choked in the story "Annushka", even tears on eyes have acted. And such live, the emotional perception of a literary work is sincere also, probably, and there is a sign of that this literature present - when directly breaks off soul, when cannot remain indifferent to a plot...
Ekaterina.


09.02.2007 14:55 Most terrible in the story "Annushka" that in its basis absolutely terrible, but real history. Still yesterday I have been assured, that the such can occur only in Russia. But I was mistaken, here one more example - the severe, awful reference with own child. It is article in the Newspaper.
"Parents ekskrementirovali with the daughter"
http://www.gazeta.ru/2007/02/09/oa_231133.shtml
Ekaterina


14.02.2007 18:38 it is very strong.
And as it is awful - very vitally.
Therefore and not probably to remain indifferent.
How much their such, syzmalstva bent dushonok...
Olga


15.02.2007 12:33 I Consider, that it would be more humane to sterilise such bad people, or if narozhali - to select children, and to adopt under the rigid control!

Question: How in general to eradicate bomzhatinu as the phenomenon?

For the XXI-st century - taaakoe!. Too!

The story really vital.
To cry it would be desirable!

Adults thus it is absolutely not a pity!
Thoughts bad climb.
Victoriya


15.02.2007 13:00 it is strong under impression, the author the good fellow
Mignonette


15.02.2007 21:22 all the truth from the first and to last word! Only it is written not for troganija souls your gentle - and that really tried to help such children! Also it is not necessary to lament! It is necessary to do real steps for improvement of their position! I-do, I advise also to another to reflect - help, if can!
Tanja


15.02.2007 21:25 Ekaterina, thanks! You - the first who has told to my stories so bewitching words. I highly appreciate it. Thanks to you it is thought, that it is necessary to write and further. With "Annushkoj" was and in the course of a writing it is improbably heavy. And the reference on gazeta.ru... It agree with Victoriya. And to sterilise, and I do not know, that else.
Diana Mashkov


15.02.2007 21:32 Tanja, thanks you for prnitsatelnost! There is such formulation - "writer's message". Authors do not like it, as a rule. But here I should recognise - you have hit the nail! It is necessary to do. I think, each of us knows, what exactly...
Diana Mashkov


26.02.2007 13:37 Dear Diana, has read your story and has been touched. A theme really very live and actual. Also it is written well, in detail. There is a plot, there is a problem which loudly and painfully shouts about itself throughout all narration. Many too naturalistic descriptions. But it agree, that without them the story would not be such realistic, would not call so much responses in a shower of the reader.
It is written very much "in Russian", language of a narration in the spirit of writers of 40-60 years of last century: rural prose Astafeva, Rasputina, all camp prose...
As to the product form, I wish to note some moments. Diana and who narrates in the story? The story-teller? How to explain what the child at such small age cannot express all pain in such paints and so it is direct and when grows up, does not remember? Probably, it was necessary to pass torments of the child more through indirect events: how it was reflected in it subsequently... But it in any way a censure, and opinion, that I would make so.
The name "Annushka" in its diminutive-hypocoristic variatne was fixed to the girl from lips of the woman Attract. It would be possible to emphasise it.
Probably, the picture would become more original if to use in speech of countrymen, in the majority of people elderly and insufficiently competent, there are more than dialecticisms and nonce words.
Here all remarks. In a parting word I can tell only, that the story is really worthy attention, I promise to read other creations. And, if to you interestingly my opinion, I will leave on a site the response. I will necessarily advise to glance here and to other philologists.
Zulfija


26.02.2007 16:34 Uhhh! Has hardly read up up to the end... Everyone abzatts it would be desirable to close the story. It is heavy to read such histories. It is heavy to realise that there live such families, there are such insensible people.
Tana


26.02.2007 17:34 Dear Zulfija! Thanks for the detailed philological analysis. Certainly, the opinion of the expert can be interesting. I think, something I can reconsider in sootvetstii. As to an interesting question on the storyteller in the story. Yes, the child not in a condition to express much, but not to feel, not to perceive, not to understand, not to worry - in what adults too often and unfairly to it refuse - it cannot.
Diana Mashkov


14.03.2007 00:09...
The most surprising in that the author, vozozhno that not wishing, has shown impossibility in "lawful state" to solve a problem legal methods.
Is both sympathising, and law enforcement bodies, but anybody from them cannot render the real help at live and quite official parents.

You the truth believe, what children's home - the best decision? I remember till now the sensations from polednih paragraphs Akuninsky "Azazeli" - street homeless boys in uniform suits esernatov...

To me that after five years of this child it will be already impossible to learn to live "a normal life" is terrible. The child not in a condition to understand, that there is other life and other childhood which is distinct from its own: in which there is no beating or that in which is not present and never there were words "chocolate".

From time to time the fourth power irritating with the importunity is capable razovo to draw attention. Unfortunately, extremely seldom such attention really helps.
Bright to volume an example - recent reportings on the mouths of children stuck with an adhesive tape in hospital E-burga (that did not cry). There has passed week, the nurse already and to think has forgotten about collecting.
At us the help fund to THESE children is organised - have already employed coming nurses, but it does not solve a problem essence - my mum good "is necessary to children"...
Ulisss


03.04.2007 19:19 I Read and I recollect myself very similar on my childhood.
RUSSIAN


05.01.2008 03:01 Zdravsvujte, very interesting story, whether I can translate its and other stories to the Arabian language?
Mahmud


Very touching, at me two children and me as malenkrj daughters it was very heavy to mum to read 11.01.2008 18:35 Story. It was moved to tears. In our country not enough attention is given to this problem. It is very a pity. The author simply super! It is very thin, touchingly and here paradox for what children like such mothers?
Natalia


20.02.2008 19:45 Is in this world shtoto svetoe they are children tin give zdelaem so shtob tokova not kagda was not. That who has written uvazhuha
Aleshka


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