Continuation...
But at the very end of the album, Nastia noticed that the photos of her family had changed. They were filled with strange children, a strange man, and her mother stood next to them! And one of the pictures showed the moment of their kiss. "So I wasn't wrong!" - Nastia shouted fiercely at herself, closing the album.
I could hear someone opening the lock on the door. It was Mom. Nastya flew out of the room, running out into the hallway in a flash so she wouldn't suspect that her daughter was digging through the room. The mother's face seemed to be worried.
- Your father died,- she said.
For the first time in her life, Nastia understood the expression "cotton feet" on her own body. A huge lump in the throat froze, which is why the girl could not say a word. Feeling that tears would break out of her eyes now, the girl screamed, trying to convince herself:
- You're just kidding!
- I wouldn't joke with you about such serious things,- the young woman turned her head. - His colleagues told me. He had a heart attack.
Nastya, who could no longer contain the flow of her negative emotions, rushed to the room where she fell to her knees powerlessly. Her father loved her, and he wanted to make her happy, even though he was far away from home! He did not spare any money for her leisure time! Now it was just her and her mother, who had been lying all the time! Has the carefree life come to an end?
The stone in the form of a cat shone red. Nastia took it out of her pocket with trembling hands and clenched her fist.
- If there is no room for me in my family,- she whispered, - then what's the point of living in such a family?
The stone was lit up approvingly as if it were supporting this idea. Soon he dissolved into his arms. The girl saw that her hands were covered in wool and she was shrinking in size. "What's going on?" - She wanted to squeal, but instead, she heard only a meowing. When she ran to the mirror, Nastia looked at her reflection. But instead of the expected girl, she saw only a small beige cat. "It's a dream, it's a dream!" - She assured herself. But when she saw the window open, those thoughts disappeared. As they say, cats always land on four paws. It's time to check it out.
Jumping on the window sill, Nastia looked down. She was only on the third floor, and cats can jump from such a height. It's strange that she wasn't afraid at all. After all, the most expensive thing she had yesterday was gone. She closed her eyes and jumped out the window.
She felt a slight pain in her paws and opened her eyes. She jumped safely to the ground! And with this thought, Nastia felt that she had risen again. The hair was gone, her paws turned into hands again. And something rang around her neck. When she touched her chest with her fingers, the fugitive felt a cat-shaped amulet. He was tied to his neck with a shiny rope.
- It's a magic thing,- Nastia smiled. - I don't know who slipped it to me, but I'm glad it helped me escape easily.
The girl looked at the area with her own eyes. Now she could run anywhere she wanted to go! She didn't care if she became a tramp. Now you could go anywhere you wanted to go!
But in a couple of minutes, the girl was tired of running so long for her. She sat down on the bench of one of the playgrounds. Nastya wanted to admire the children's amusements, but the girl's appearance, to which the voice belonged, put her in a stupor. It was a girl with long blond hair. After all, it was one of the girls in the family album who had such hair! Even their faces are the same! "Is it really my sister?" - Nastia murmured in her thoughts, feeling disgusted.
That girl was very happy. There was a happy and clear smile on her face. "She was not worthy of life, for she was born of traitors!" - slipped into Nastia's brain.
- I want to kill her,- she whispered, and her emerald eyes glowed with rabid fire.
The amulet was positively illuminated. A little red light flew to that carefree girl. "Is she going to die now?" - Nastia thought. The flame took the form of a skull, moving into the girl. But she continued to play carefree.
- I don't understand how this power works,- the blonde sighed, - maybe she'll die in an hour? Or a day? Anyway, I'm sure she'll die!
With these words, she left the playground.
- I'm hungry,- Cat complained, looking at the deserted park. - Why are there so few people with food today?
The dog shook his shoulders and did not answer the cat's insensitive question. She looked at one of the courtyards, looking at it.
The cat stopped at one of the entrances. Everything here seemed so familiar and pleasant... Having enjoyed the memories of her past, the doors suddenly opened and the girl came out of the house.
- Damn it!" she suddenly squealed.
The cat looked at the schoolgirl, assessing her appearance. This habit continued, even if it had been a few years. Suddenly the traitorous belly rumbled loudly.
- So you're hungry? - The girl asked.
That voice, that face, that hair... Everything in that stranger seemed too familiar to Cat. "Do I know her?