поста http://chat-de-mer.livejournal.com/76460.html — Вот одна из историй Алины.
I AM A VEGETARIAN, I DON’T EAT MEAT.
WHEN I WAS 7 YEARS OLD, MY ONLY FRIND WAS A WHITE RABBIT.
I WAS MADLY IN LOVE WITH HOM, USED TO TELL HIM ALL MY PRIBLEMS AND MY FEARS AND MY HOPES.
HE WAS KEPT IN A PAPER BOX. I CLEANED IT, AND SPOKE TO HIM.
MY BIRTHDAY IS IN DECEMBER.
I WAS COMEING BACK FROM SCHOOL.
SEVEN YEARS OLD, THAT’S AN AGE.
I WAS CURIOUS ABOUT THE PRESENTS MY PARENTS HAD BOUGHTM TO ME.
I ENTERED THE HOUSE.
CALLED MY RABBIT.
NOBODY ON THE HALL.
STRANGE NOISESE IN THE BATHROOM.
I ENTERED.
AND THERE MY MOTHER AND MY GRANDFATHER WERE KILLING MY RABBIT.
BLOOD WAS IN THE WATER CLOSET, BLOOD EVERYWHERE.
HE LAY ON THE FLOOR, ON A PLASTIC BAG.
HIS EYES WIDE OPEN AND GLASS-LIKE.
TO MAKE FOOD FOR MY GUESTS, THEY SAID.
I WAS SHOCKED.
MUST HAVE FAINED, I DON’T REMEMBER.
I CRIED ALL DAY LING. TEN HOURS, PRIBABLY.
MY GUESTS (IN FACT, MY PARENTS’ GUESTS) WERE SITTING IN THE LIVING-ROOM, EATING MY RABBIT.
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