1993 09 19. Palms.

This story happened 26 years ago, on the morning of September 19, 1993.

I had a cat. Her name was Malvina. She was smart and beautiful. Even when she was a kitten, she learned to go to the toilet, only she could not flush the water behind her. She loved me very much, and I her.

Immediately after her 15th birthday, Malvina fell ill and died a week later. She died at night, and in the morning I put her in a box, and before taking her away forever from the house in which she lived all her life, I sat down near the box and burst into tears. Malvina lived with me half of my life. She slept with me, ate with me. When she was sick, I did not leave her side and took her to the doctors, nursed her. I felt somehow very sad that her life ended so quickly and now there will be no one to warm me and I will have no one to stroke and treat... Half a life is a lot...

I was sitting at the open box in which my Malvinochka was lying, and looked at her for the last time, and suddenly I heard, right next to me, some quiet sound, behind me. I turned sharply and saw my parents ... laughing at me, laughing, choking, to tears in their eyes, like two demon-possessed trolls, right behind me, making faces at each other and clapping their hands - this is the sound I and heard. Exactly, 10-15 seconds before that, they went behind my back, with sad faces and pretended to empathize with me...

My jaw dropped... How is it? Are you out of your mind? I said something to them about the immorality of this, and they again made faces and kind of apologized...

That is, these are not just two hypocritical, insidious and heartless people, these are two people obsessed with mockery of me. They breathe it.

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