Today my sister and I have long been adults with their families and a problem in life. We see each other less and less and no longer communicate for so long when we meet.
But I am haunted by everything that happened to my sister throughout her strange and difficult life. It all started with my mother telling me strange and rather scary stories about the fact that strange things happened to my sister. I know many episodes from the words of my mother, I saw some myself. And all this is a heavy stone on our souls.
I must say that the age difference between me and my sister is five years. I am the oldest child in the family. And if my life was completely normal, my sister constantly had cases in which she could suffer or even die.
The first episode happened when I was five and my sister was two months old. My mother and sister and I went to the children's clinic for examination in a wheelchair. It was a baby's day and the clinic was full of strollers. Mom calmly found a free seat and put the stroller there.
As soon as she took my little sister in her arms, from a strong draft on the second floor, a window slammed and glass fell down. Mom bounced off the wheelchair while painfully pulling my arm. I didn’t understand much then, but, according to my mother’s words, the glass fell into the stroller and even cut it through the mattress. After that, mother cried a lot, and telling her father this story all the time she repeated that it was the guardian angel who saved her daughter.
The second incident happened to my sister when she was five years old. I remember this well, because I was already quite old. We lived then in a small two-room apartment of an ordinary Khrushchev. The large room was my parents' bedroom and part-time living room, and I shared the little one with my sister. We had a lot of toys, but my sister broke my new toys almost immediately and therefore I spent more time in my parents' room in front of the TV.
The sister, on the other hand, loved loneliness and her dolls. So on that ill-fated day, I was sitting with my parents, and my sister was playing with her dolls on the floor. At some point, she snatched her hand away from her doll and rushed into the large room with tears. At this moment, a strong blow was heard and fragments were heard flying around the children's room. When the father turned on the flashlight, since the light in the nursery was gone, it turned out that the old grandmother's chandelier had fallen exactly where the little sister was sitting. After that, everyone in the house began to take such events very seriously. And my mother often cried and said that we should take care of our little girl.
This is not to say that such cases were very frequent, but they were really scary, after which the parents became very sad and often whispered about it in the kitchen. Mom several times drove her sister to various grandmothers and even a real sorcerer. But every time they took money and told terrible things. Mom did various rituals, but everything was repeated again. I will not talk about many cases that were very strange, but not so vivid, but I will tell you about those that I really remember for a lifetime.
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The sister was fifteen, and she traditionally sat at the table and directed the light of a table lamp into her face and painted her eyes. And I was going to college. We had an aquarium on our bedside table. Dad loved fish and often looked after this aquarium. My sister left later than me, since the school was not far away, and I had to go to college. I was about to go to the front door when there was a noise and my sister screamed. I flew into the room and was stunned.
The glass of the aquarium snapped and water spilled onto the floor. The sister sat with her legs on the chair and looked down in horror. Beneath it, a wire from a table lamp sparkled and hissed completely in the water. Understandably, put her feet on the floor, then perhaps tragedy would have occurred. I was already old enough and thought of turning off the machines so that my sister could safely leave the room.
The sister got married at twenty and moved to live with her husband. At that time we were still quite close and communicated often. One day she told me a strange and very unpleasant incident. She and her husband were walking from the supermarket, she and he had heavy bags of groceries. The road passed through a garage cooperative. But as luck would have it, a pipe burst that day, and the repairmen dug not a wide trench, which was filled with dirty water. To get home, they had to either overcome this trench or return and bypass the entire garage cooperative.
Without thinking twice, the sister and her husband decided to just jump over the obstacle. Having scattered slightly with heavy bags at the ready, they jumped. And although the trench was not very wide, something went wrong. Some invisible force pushed her husband in the side, and he collided with his sister with his whole body. She flew into the muddy water, and he landed where his sister was supposed to land. It was possible not to pay attention to this, but my sister's husband ran into a rusty electrode, which almost pierced his leg through. The wound was so unsuccessful that the treatment was delayed for a month and a half. Perhaps all this is a chain of accidents, but we did not think so at all.
Many more such strange stories happened to her sister, but she firmly believes in her guardian angel. Now she, too, has become a mother for a long time, and she thinks that her angel will also keep her children.
BUKHRANSKY SERGEY
