Mark of the Devil Say that in the light of…

Mark of the Devil Say that people are born marked by the Devil himself, They become inhuman murderers and very rarely they cannot stop: they are incredibly cunning, intelligent and careful to Kill they start from childhood, their first victims are the friends and family they are the people In them no pity or compassion, only a desire to take human life Irina grabbed her hair with both hands, her eyes on the kitchen table dripping bitter tears She to the blood biting his lower lip, on the bridge of her nose furrowed, the Young intently thinking what she should do next Suddenly, the children heard crying and, startled, Irina with fear went down her Younger son slept, a College and was not yet a year old Elder son fidgeted restlessly in the crib and capriciously whimpered the Woman walked over to the crib and with a mixed feeling of hatred and kindred, took his son in his arms Her firstborn was named in honor of the late father of her husband Gleb Now the child four of age were drawn to mom chubby handles Irina with disgust rocked him in my arms, and she tried not to look at her child In her head wouldn’t stop spinning picture of the recent death of her husband Constantine All just a week ago: Kostya cheerful smiling wife gently kisses her temple and says strictly: – Honey and climb on, I’ll see what’s up with the antenna, and that more than half of the channels do not show Irina was completely immersed in the cooking and only said in reply: – be Careful And look there than Hleb in the was doing – but as always in the sandbox to mess Here grow up a little Dimka, and will work together to play, that’s when the fun starts… happy father laughed, and jokingly slapping the wife on the behind, went out into the yard Looking out from the window, the woman saw how her husband pulls out of the barn old wooden staircase, and the little boy enjoys playing in a sandbox Covering the pan with a lid Irina put it to stew the meat on low heat and went to the nursery to see if she’s up, little Dima, the Younger son slept, and she returned to cooking half an hour Later the woman noticed that Hleb is not in the sandbox, and anxiously rushed into the court Many times has the kid lost, in such a fidget he was Turning the corner of the , the woman was taken aback, having seen a terrible picture Kostya descended the stairs, being already in her mid Little Gleb stands by and suddenly with child force pushes the shaky design Irina manages to publish only scream when a beloved husband, falling from height, hits his head on a concrete block and dies instantly Then followed the heavy trial with the police and the funeral Tears of relatives and friends But Irina falls into a terrible apathy and does not want to understand what happened misfortune Her four year old son killed his father… How is this possible? He’s just a kid, young and innocent, her son Have to go through this and move on, but without the beloved Bones She can’t shake the feeling of dislike for his own son, even to look at him she is unable – in my eyes hot tears Hleb always differed childish cruelty: his first victim was a young kitten, whom the boy was strangled, second dog six months ago, was stoned, and now own father is a curse? Well, how else to explain all this? Irina drives away from himself the bitter memories and sees that his son is already asleep, lulled by the maternal hands She puts him to bed, and long gazes into a baby’s face, trying to understand why her heart is full of hatred for this little man, whom she has generated in this light the Following day brought a lot of grief and pain: Irina left the children alone in the room to Tinker with toys, it was not literally ten minutes When she returned, he caught Gleb with a pillow in his hands, he violently choked her younger brother, and in his eyes flashed something inhuman Woman rushed to the children and away from Gleb pillow, roared in despair – Dima was not breathing, that if Irina came back a little sooner… She would have had time to save her son She wept over the body of his little eight-month-old child and in a rage swung at Hleb, but at the last second still lowered his hand, there was nothing he could do about it, Fate played her cruel joke Again reached out proceedings with the police and, again, the incident was ruled an accident But the neighbors have already started to circumvent Irina party like a leper Again funeral Life turned into a continuous nightmare Much this month, a woman trudges , her Hair turning white from grief, and only occasionally looked through the dark strands Back hunched and head down, Irina in his thirties – was old, it had already ceased to recognize the familiar Suddenly a passing woman grabs her hand and says: – Wait, I see you have great sorrow told Me about what happened to you Your son was marked by the Devil, he is a murderer from birth, his next victim will be you And then there will be many: the elderly, children, women – I can see the future You can stop this! Kill him and all end Either you kill him or he you, Woman said it like he was in a hurry to get somewhere, she was shaking hands with Irene, as if tried to bring her to Irina was dismissed from the strange woman, and shouted: ‘You crazy? How can I kill your son? Go away! – she turned around and ran , choked her burning tears Irina did not understand what her this punishment, for which God is punishing her so? At , she hears a noise in the nursery, she tiptoed to the door and with fear looks in crack: Gleb wrapped your arms around the wooden bars of the playpen and shaking, he’s crying and shouting:”Mom! Mom!” Irina walks into the nursery and, in spite of his child, picks up the pillow She decides to kill her child, Maybe she already went crazy from grief? Who knows… the last time she stares at his son and then his face distorted and wrinkled in a vile inhuman grimace, as if in this moment you see his true essence, Irina begins to strangle the child, but the little boy with incredible strength resists and screams an inhuman, demonic voice of a Woman struggling to push a pillow over the face of the glib and holds in a few minutes the child calms down – he’s dead Irina falls to the floor, and the bitter crying it suddenly gives way to a wild roar of laughter the reason women can not withstand the incident a nightmare and she goes crazy This is a story I heard many years ago from a woman who knew Irina, I thought then, but still, it seems to me that the people marked by the Devil – it’s true


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