Satan

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She was twelve, he was thirteen. They should always be friends. But people couldn't understand why Is this the kind of feud they have?!

He called her "the bomb" and in the spring I was bombarded with melted snow. She responded by calling him "Satan", "Skeleton" and "grinder".

When he broke the glass with the ball, She exposed him. And he put beetles on her braids, He gave her frogs and laughed, When she squealed.

She was fifteen, he was sixteen, But he didn't change at all. And everyone already knew for a long time why He is not her neighbor, but her enemy.

He still called her "the bomb," He made me shudder with his ridicule. And he didn't throw snow anymore And he didn't make wild faces.

Sometimes she comes out of the entrance, He looks at the roof as usual, Where there is a whistle, where the wave of tumbleweeds swirls, And he even winces: “Oh, Satan!” How I hate you!

And if a holiday comes to the house, She would whisper at the table every now and then:

• Oh, how wonderful it is, really, that he You are not invited to visit us!

And mom, putting pies on the table, He will tell his daughter:

• Certainly! After all, we invite friends, Why do we need your enemies!

She is nineteen. Twenty is for him, They are already students. But it's the same cold on their floor. Enemies don't need peace.

Now he didn’t call her a “bomb,” He didn't make faces like he did in childhood. And he called her "Aunt Chemistry" And "Aunt Kolba" too.

She, full of her anger, I didn't change my habits And she was just as angry: “Oh, Satan!” And she despised him just as much.

It was evening, and the gardens smelled of spring. The star trembled, blinking... A boy was walking with a girl, Seeing her home.

He hardly even knew her, It was just a noisy carnival, They were just on the same path, The girl was afraid to go home, And he saw her off.

Then, when the moon rose at midnight, Whistling, he returned back.

And suddenly near the house: - Stop, Satan! Stop, I'm telling you! Everything is clear, everything is clear! So this is what you are like?!

So, you're dating her?! With some kind of trifle, empty, crappy! Don't you dare! Do you hear? Don't you dare! Don't even ask why!

She stepped closer angrily. And suddenly, bursting into tears, she pressed herself against him:

• My! I won't give it up, I won't give it up to anyone. How I hate you!