The post will be long and will consist of several parts, with many letters.
This morning I had a feeling that I had lost something very important in myself and I could not find it. How I felt in another dimension. Like in another life. Guilty, awkward, and lost. Until I figured out the source of the problem, I turned on the defensive reaction and fought with everybody. But I just realized what the source of the problem is - today I really need to tell you about this boy:
I met Lenya as a child when we were 9-10 years old. We lived in the neighboring yards, and like all the children, we used to run, play, play different games. I wouldn't say that at that moment Lenya was my best friend, just a good friend, with whom I could cheerfully cheat in the yard.
Lena lived with her father, they didn't have a mother. There was a bad story there, like she left for a couple of months to earn money in Germany when Lena was still a preschooler, and after a while it became clear that she was not going to come back and that she began to build a new life there with a new man. A couple of years later, a piece of paper came from there saying that she had died in a car accident, and since she had been driving under the influence of alcohol and with serious violations of immigration laws, her family could not count on any insurance or compensation. Whether it was in detail or not, I don't know all the details, at least that's what I was told. Although, to be honest, how one could leave a preschooler in the hands of a seriously ill husband is beyond my understanding.
When we were 13 years old, Leni didn't have a father either. As I wrote above, he had a heart condition with a name that is difficult to pronounce, where people rarely live to be 40 years old, and once fell asleep in the evening and never woke up again.
Lena in her 13 years old was left without anybody at all and without means of subsistence, from the inheritance - only a one-room apartment in the old one, which has lost its shape from time to time crunchy. There was also an aunt who with a big squeak and big persuasions took over the guardianship, because Lena did not want to go to the boarding school categorically, but in general, this guardianship was only formal, she did not help him, she only gave him the kopecks that she was awarded for this guardianship from the state. Of course, it was impossible to live on these kopecks, they were not always enough for the simplest food, not to mention the rent, the commune, etc., so Lena stopped going to school and began to work as a "primo-dai" at various car washes, gas stations, car repair shops, etc. This gave some minimal income, but the teenage boy certainly couldn't plan his finances properly, so he quickly ran into debt. First, his home phone was cut off for his debts, then he began to receive subpoenas from Ukrtelecom with threats to sue, then began to terrorize the evil aunts from the housing and utilities sector for his rent debts. Lenya was already going to go to her aunt's feet to take him to live on any terms and conditions, and to rent out the apartment and pay off the debts. But then His Majesty's case intervened.
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