Anastasia Tischencko
It's cold, so cold. Have nothing to do, nowhere to go.
Who I am? M… Mary? Molly? May? M… It's so cold. Who had made such an ugly trick? I have to go home. I don't know where my home is. I can't recall. M… I can't feel my fingers, it's so windy. I need some hot tea. Pockets are empty. Where I can get money? Who will help me? I need someone to help me… I'm afraid, I won't be lost, and I don't want to suffer. Why should I? These people ignore me they keep themselves busy not to pay attention at me. That woman, she doesn't look like arrogant person. I will try…The house is gorgeous. She must be so rich. I'm afraid to breathe here. Here is so warm and comfortable. I feel the smell of perfume. I have felt it before. But I don't remember where. I just can't…What should I do? Will she help me? I have to talk with her. Will she listen to me? Miss is so nice but talks so much. She's a chatterbox but not indifferent…
Tea was so delicious. Now I feel well and I have to tell her my story… Someone is knocking. It's her husband. He looks at me so suspiciously. He doesn't like me, I know it. He disapproves miss's actions…
I knew that. I'm just a toy. She was just bored. I am nothing to them. She thinks money can mend all. It's time to go. I won't ask for a help from these spoiled people. I'm broken. It's so cold here.
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