True story This story was told to me by a friend, and I with her permission I quote here a story I decided to tell about one event from his life, which was a long time ago, but preserved in memory to the smallest detail Might not be a terrible story, but interesting because it was actually on the last month of pregnancy, being on maternity leave, my husband and I rented an apartment in the panel “Khrushchev” on the last fifth floor, and By the way, it was the home of No. 13, and the apartment number 13, though it probably has nothing to do with the history of the Mode of life I was: in the morning the husband left for work, I did housework until noon, then slept a couple of hours, and 15 30 expected and met her husband from work that day everything was as usual I walked into the store, made dinner and decided to sleep set the alarm for 14 30 in order for the arrival of her husband to give himself up and set the table, lay down on the sofa and fell asleep I Woke up because he heard a, as someone opens the door, runs to kitchen, throws a bunch of keys on the table and moves some items are Confident, the husband came early from work, I several times he called out receiving No answer, I decided to get up off the couch and go to the kitchen But, with horror, felt that the stand can not — the body is numb, as during sleep paralysis But, unlike sleep paralysis, hands and head can move freely, and the first thing I did — felt the subject laying on my neck, I could feel it, but could not see because it was lying right under the chin To touch this strange “object” resembled a mitten made of coarse wool (grandma was knitting these, and more, socks, can, remember these are home-made yarn) But “it” still was alive! I felt fine, even though the object never moved, Why didn’t I try to reset it with the neck? Probably because that I felt that I have someone looking over narrow pristine at the door, which leads into the hallway and into the kitchen, And the one who looks, feels, is not so harmless as “something” lying on my neck! I heard a shuffling and a sound like a laugh, but not good, and some maliciously sarcastic, I describe longer than all this occurred Some few seconds but in those few seconds, I felt a horror that neither before nor after never felt I was staring pristanka (width 20cm , not more!), and, suddenly, saw leans out the hand Rather narrow little stick, almost red I never looked to what “hands” in young monkeys, but leaning the hand that made me, exactly, such an Association Probably horror or “maternal instinct” (I just feared for the unborn child!) forced me to act, I saw that the door to the balcony open, and if I have on hand crawls back, I’ll be able to call for help (nothing wiser thought to do that!) I flopped off the couch onto the floor and crawled to the balcony And when to the balcony remained centimeters, the alarm clock rang Then the failure of the Noise in my ears I Woke up sitting on the sofa Some time it took me to convince myself that I was just having a nightmare Despite the fact that the carpet thoroughly and smoothly lying on the floor before my dream was shot down and crumpled But when I was almost calmed down and came to, into the room through the balcony door flew cuckoo She sat on the table in the distance, almost arm’s length from me, put the wings, lifted her head and began to sing! Imagine my shock: a bustling industrial district in a big city, solid apartment buildings, no parks and green areas nearby! I do the cuckoo, for the first time in my life seen! And here she is sitting in the room on my Desk, a meter away from me and brazenly sing! About a minute (that is a VERY long time!) I looked at her in a complete stupor, and then waved his hand, and the cuckoo flew out through the balcony, while not entangled in the curtains and the curtains! Then came the husband, That’s all I Can only add that three days later I gave birth to a daughter Lena and a half months spent in intensive care with blood poisoning And more: Lena from my childhood, I love birds it’s Worth it to sit somewhere on a bench, her flock of different birds Eat from her hands and is not afraid we Have a lot of family photos such a plan don’t know if there’s some connection