My house was robbed this week It happened on Monday. The day was absolutely perfect for robbery. Somebody knew exactly, that I left for Moscow, to my hostel, my elder brother lives in Moscow also, and visit parents very rare, my father flied abroad on Saturday and mother was in her office. The material demage was not large - an old lap-top, some gold trifles and father's leather briefcase...ah, and car's keys...But the moral demage was absolutely unmeasurable. They walked with mud, dirty feet on our clothes, new mother's coat, white-snow bed-clothes and towels. They jumped on my books ( I have a big library) and split many of them into pieces! They broke our icons, which are so important for my mum...They threw all the stuff out of the shelves and cupboards...My mum only occasionaly didn't drop in that day! I refuse even think of the possible consiquences.... We all are afraid of that fact, and feel very uneasy, because our house is not an impenetrable fortress anymore...