My girlfriend and I went to my grandmother's this summer. Everything was fine when one day...
We slept at night. My girlfriend's hand woke me up. She just put it in the wrong place. I opened my eyes and saw something glowing. I see, and there's a ball lightning flying through the house. It was like a firefly that hypnotized me and attracted me to catch him. I got up and wanted to touch the lightning with my hand. As soon as she got knocked up in a socket, she lit up. The others woke up. We put out the socket and went back to sleep. I got up in the morning. I started to dress. My girlfriend asked, "Where are you going? I said, "Catch a zipper. When I started going into my back, I heard from her, "What?!
It was dark outside. It was a hurricane and it wasn't raining much. I went to the hill. There was often lightning struck the trees, rumored to be. I wandered among these trees. I tried to meet the ball lightning again. The hurricane only grew. The branches from the trees began to fly off. I realized it was time to come back. As I walked back past me, a bird crashed right into the tree. I walked up to her, and she was shaking. The wing was broken. I put it in my jacket and started moving on. I walked and waved away from the rain. Suddenly everything was dark in my eyes. Then I woke up, and someone was dragging me somewhere. I turn my head and recognize my girlfriend. She dragged me. She roared and tripped. I said,
"Stop! I went up and looked at her. All crying. And I think,
"What a fool I am! We hugged her. She asks me,
"What is wrong with you? I said,
"It's okay! Don't worry about me. She said to me,
"What's going on with you? I sit there and think,
"What should I do in this situation? Then I remembered about the bird. We went home.
I was morally preparing at home. I had to have the operation done on a bird. I was not ready for it. Every time I looked at her and her pathetic look. I refused and left. I couldn't pull anymore, so I made up my mind. I walked up to the bird and said, "I understand. You're scared. I was scared. But if you don't, you'll die. Trust me and forgive me.
The next day the bird was fine, but it couldn't fly. I told my grandmother, "Let her live in a henhouse. Every morning she woke me up with a bite in my hand. I don't know how that happened. My girlfriend and I fell asleep together in a hug, and in the morning I was lying on the edge of the bed with my hand hanging over the floor. I knew if a bird was biting my hand, my grandmother woke up and opened all the doors for plowing.
When she woke up. I went into the yard. I sat down a bird on a branch. She started cooing. She liked to sit on the branches of a tree. I decided to coo with her back. Then my girlfriend came out and said,
"I'm getting jealous. Smile and hug her and say,
"Birds are not my type. I like toads better.
I wanted to hug her, but she took my hand off and went quickly into the house. When I understood everything, I began to explain to the bird,
"I meant real toads. It was like a joke. Am I a fool? Yes? I probably won't be allowed in for lunch tonight, and I'll probably have to sleep in the henhouse. Let's go peck some grain or something.
We gave the bird the name "Lightning". She couldn't take off, she was running fast for it. I was worried about how she would feel without flying. But she turned out to be fighting and joyful. You won't believe it. Even found a boyfriend) Came to her)
That's how we lived. They dreamed, traveled, loved, made mistakes. Everything was great until I got one message. There was one word in it, "Goodbye. Without any explanation. Of course, I headed towards her. I rang the bell and knocked on the door. I wanted that door so badly that somebody would open it. The next-door opened. A neighbor came out and started yelling at me:
-What are you breaking? They left! Get out of here before you call the right place!
I'm sitting in my company. My friend Zhenya asks me:
- What did you think about?
- About the fact that you have to go back to your meaningless existence.
- Don't worry. The blonde girl ran away from you and the brunette, but there are still redheads and brown hairs left.
- Not funny. It's just strange, like everything else. People part from treason, anger, and indifference to each other, but I have what? This is ridiculous.