cold. An autumn. mud and mist. tightly dormant dried plants fill the space its prim shades
a few kids are standing in the field. Boy's eyes filled with tears, the children stood motionless.
They look at the barbed wire fence.
He blinked again...
- Why can't we go there? a fair-haired kid asked
- We just can't go. this is forbidden zone. the other fat boy said
- But there is no one! protested the girl
- We will be scold and punished if we jump over the fence. Explained perspiring of fear fat boy. He was scared. After all the horrible stories of his limited father, feeling of fear completely absorb all other feelings of interest, enthusiasm and childish passion for adventures.
Children that grow up in the working class families on the outskirts of belligerent island, impossible to meet playing with dolls, touch and run, at playgrounds etc. Only ball and wars. They don't like each other, they quietly despise their parents, they are hate war. They roam around the ruins of the abandoned, crushed houses, felled forests, burned fields.
The age of eleven they are getting ready to have sex, to smoke weed, to get drunk in the trash, fight, to have abortions, to steal, lie and even kill. They are prepared to be cool, though it is not the fact that they know that the word "cool" has two meanings.
- This is the best place I've ever seen. said fair-haired kid
- Nothing special. disagreed fatty.
- There is another sky. Clouds floating in the the opposite direction. It is here, behind a fence. began think up a girl
- I'm going. fair-haired said and started to get through the gap between bars of the fence.
- I'm with you. joined him rapturous girl
- Assholes! You will stumble on a bomb and then it will be many pieces of assholes. Ha-ha, shouted to them in the back the fat boy.
- Fence doesn't mean anything. if there is a bomb then you can stand on one of them right now. shouted a bully girl.
Fatty quickly bounced from place where he stood and began to examine the ground around him.
- The earth is soft, do you feel it? a pale boy asked on the way
- Yes, really. Look what I have. Girl pulled from a wide coat pocket some thing reminiscent of brick with a small hole and the wedge in it
- What is it? This is real? the boy stopped walk
- I don't know. I stole the bomb from my dad
- Want to try explode it?
At this time the fatty dared to climb over the fence and join the kids or to stay with the status of the coward and go home.
- Hey you,losers, wait for me!
- Yeah, let's try where should we ...When suddenly shout of the fat boy and inconceivable explosion behind the kids deafened them.A cloud of explosion slowly absorbed into the skies without leaving a trace.
Boy's eyes filled with tears, the children stood motionless. They look at the barbed wire fence.
He blinked for the first time...
a few kids are standing in the field. Boy's eyes filled with tears, the children stood motionless.
They look at the barbed wire fence.
He blinked again...
- Why can't we go there? a fair-haired kid asked
- We just can't go. this is forbidden zone. the other fat boy said
- But there is no one! protested the girl
- We will be scold and punished if we jump over the fence. Explained perspiring of fear fat boy. He was scared. After all the horrible stories of his limited father, feeling of fear completely absorb all other feelings of interest, enthusiasm and childish passion for adventures.
Children that grow up in the working class families on the outskirts of belligerent island, impossible to meet playing with dolls, touch and run, at playgrounds etc. Only ball and wars. They don't like each other, they quietly despise their parents, they are hate war. They roam around the ruins of the abandoned, crushed houses, felled forests, burned fields.
The age of eleven they are getting ready to have sex, to smoke weed, to get drunk in the trash, fight, to have abortions, to steal, lie and even kill. They are prepared to be cool, though it is not the fact that they know that the word "cool" has two meanings.
- This is the best place I've ever seen. said fair-haired kid
- Nothing special. disagreed fatty.
- There is another sky. Clouds floating in the the opposite direction. It is here, behind a fence. began think up a girl
- I'm going. fair-haired said and started to get through the gap between bars of the fence.
- I'm with you. joined him rapturous girl
- Assholes! You will stumble on a bomb and then it will be many pieces of assholes. Ha-ha, shouted to them in the back the fat boy.
- Fence doesn't mean anything. if there is a bomb then you can stand on one of them right now. shouted a bully girl.
Fatty quickly bounced from place where he stood and began to examine the ground around him.
- The earth is soft, do you feel it? a pale boy asked on the way
- Yes, really. Look what I have. Girl pulled from a wide coat pocket some thing reminiscent of brick with a small hole and the wedge in it
- What is it? This is real? the boy stopped walk
- I don't know. I stole the bomb from my dad
- Want to try explode it?
At this time the fatty dared to climb over the fence and join the kids or to stay with the status of the coward and go home.
- Hey you,losers, wait for me!
- Yeah, let's try where should we ...When suddenly shout of the fat boy and inconceivable explosion behind the kids deafened them.A cloud of explosion slowly absorbed into the skies without leaving a trace.
Boy's eyes filled with tears, the children stood motionless. They look at the barbed wire fence.
He blinked for the first time...
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