The night before the funeral, This story I…

the before the funeral the I know from the words of three people — my parents and grandmother for the First time this eerie event I was told that grandma mother when I was probably ten or eleven I Confess, for a long time I was still under the impression from what he heard, even felt afraid of dark rooms, though it seems to have outgrown his fear of darkness and all sorts of children’s horror stories… so, it was in Syzran in the late 70-ies, before I was born — my parents only just managed to get married and move to another And here there was a misfortune — died of cancer my grandfather was Urgently summoned by a telegram, mother, she, of course, came and dad, who was very attached to father-in-law of the Deceased, as expected, was washed, dressed in new clothes and laid in a coffin, which was placed on the table in the hall (the largest room in the house) as the parent’s mother’s house was only two rooms and the second room was adjacent to the hall, then my parents decided to spend the night in the kitchen — the good, the one was quite large, with a couple of couches-the couch And then came the night before the funeral For my grandmother, never in my life she wasn’t as scary as when “we went to bed, turned out the light Well, the room with the dead man, of course, left — it is necessary Only to fill began, and then suddenly in the buffet dishes began to ring, as if shaking him who Then went off with a! Like dropped the wardrobe on the floor along with all the cups and plates!” recalled grandma “I jumped up, I turned the light on, looking buffet stands in its place and all the dishes intact… we Sat and sat and was back in less than five minutes, jumped up and lit the lamp: it seemed to us like the chainsaw turned on and cut the cupboard in half light the light, and again is all right Long feared the light to put out, but closer to the still overcame us And now I can , and a hear the hall heard hall And then out the second door, on the porch And it feels like someone got in there and started furiously smashing Windows Jumped up and we rushed into the room And the veranda-that unharmed…” that night they hardly slept: first, not allowed to sleep all these otherworldly sounds, then they simply could not When I was , I came to the conclusion, what grandma could have something to embellish and because of its sensitivity, And stuck with the questions to the parents, the Mother admitted that not all that was happening, because it is very much grieved for his father, but the of breakable glass her firmly etched in the memory first, the Pope shrugged off questions — say, all the nerves women seemed to, but then secretly still said that in the house it was kind of


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