Save Our Souls

О книге

Автор книги - . Произведение относится к жанрам триллеры, ужасы, современные детективы. Оно опубликовано в 2022 году. Книге не присвоен международный стандартный книжный номер.

Аннотация

The beast lives in each of us. That's just for someone it is peacefully dozing, only occasionally baring its teeth at uninvited guests, and for someone it tears the soul from the inside with its fangs, tears the boundaries of everything human with its claws, tramples the feelings of love and happiness deep inside with its paws, leaves behind a scorched field. The beast is not invented, it is real. It feeds on our anger, hatred and rage day after day, provoking new sins. Each of my stories has its own beast, awakened and very hungry.

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– Mom, I don't want to, I won't. I hate you; I don't want to do it.

– You are brute. You are beast. I said we're shooting another take. You did everything wrong. Everything. The sheep (followers in social media) won't believe that you like to eat it and play with it. You are bitch, you will eat it with pleasure. Come on, I'm filming, smile, scum, otherwise I'll tear your fucking mouth.

– Mom, Mom. I don't want to eat it, please don't touch me. I want to sleep. Let me go, please.

Seven-year-old Sonechka curled up on a new rug, sent recently by the company "Grushka-toy" for advertising. Her legs ached from the dermantine shoes her mother made her walk in. These shoes were too small for her, the company made a mistake with the size, since low-quality Chinese shoes were a few centimeters less from the declared standard. The feet were pierced with wild pain, as the soft baby bones were still forming and growing, and the bright pink shackles in rhinestones and sequins did not allow the fingers to straighten. Others have not been sent for advertising yet, and Kristina “Happymom”, her nickname on Instagram, was principled. Everything that can be obtained for free, she will receive for free, "fo free", as they said at the training on personal growth and development.

Naturally, the training was in Russian, during her nine classes, Kristina never learned English, but some words, such as "money", "open mind", "Come on" and "cash", she diligently wrote down in a handwriting in her, Kristina’s notebook.

To shoot her daughter on camera twenty-four hours a day, Kristina was taught by a coach for the same personal growth, Vita Freedom, and in the past, escort Vitalina Zapenko.

– Bunny, you can earn money right at home. Think about what you have that many women don't have? That's right, baby. You have a boy.

– A girl. I have a daughter and a husband, – Kristina corrected her timidly.

– Fuck your husband. All husbands are losers and beggars, if they don't earn a million and don't drive a Porsche, and a boy or a girl, what difference does it make if you can earn millions on it.

The hall of the small recreation center, where the training took place, buzzed approvingly. Wives and mothers in Chinese low quality jackets sweated and wanted a different life, without sausages from cheap store and promotional cottage cheese, which had the same relation to dairy products as success coach Vita Freedom – to education.


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