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    Fairy tale. " No matter how small you are. A Storycat" Chapter 2 When she went away into the street, an avalanche of rustles, rumblings, smells and emotions swept over her. Shreda hardly hold back herself on her paws, so as not to fall from weakness.Now she is alone and therefor she must be strong. "The one who must be strong just can not be weak" - her mom was always saying that. First of all she need a job. But she only a kitten. What she can do? Mom was always saying that she could do all what she wants and be anybody she wants. So, that's why it's needed (necessary) to decide what she wants to be... . Suddenly, the mouse slipped from the corner and disappeared behind the garbage can. "Just right now I want to be full" - thought Shreda - "How my mom was getting those mice? No! She definitely couldn't be a killer. Maybe she bought them? Already dead?" - Shreda didn't notice that say it aloud. Low laugh rang out behind the Shreda's back. The kitten shuddered and turn around. The elderly cat-woman was sitting on the hood of a parked car. She pressed down the hood something grey-colored by her paw. "You are going to be somebody's dinner, kid" - she said - "No. You are gonna be somebody's breakfast. To be alive for dinner time you should change your way of thinking right now. Otherwise you wont survive even half a day. Believe me kid. I'm here for 5 years. And don't ask me what price I paid for it." Shreda didn't know should she talk to this woman, who was obviously not from high society. If her mother was with her, she definitely would not. But now the kitten wanted to be somebody's child so badly, that Shreda was grateful to her for this talking and for this strange advise. "It's my first day here" - answered Shreda. "You haven't to say, I can see for myself. And what I'll tell you: never say it to somebody, because it can be the last words you said. You will be easy and funny prey." - the old cat laughed - Then she stopped and dropped from the car what she held by her paw. It was a mouse. - "Take it for now. You need some energy. The day will be long."
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    Picture to chapter 1 Little Shreda. Please read the beginning of her story in previous note.
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    то, что для человека является ценным. Например, мои ценностные предпочтения, это семья и любимое дело, а не доход и недвижимость.
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    August 5, 2018
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    Возможны обе формы, но форма "него" - является местоимением, а форма "его" - прилагательным. 1) Если после местоимения не стоит определяемого существительного, то мы говорим о местоимении. Значит форма - "него". Например: "Какая у Него красивая рубашка!" 2) Если после местоимения идет определяемое существительное, то местоимение становится прилагательным. Значит форма - "его". Например: "Какая Его Рубашка красивая". 3) Есть еще один случай употребления местоимения без существительного, но в форме без "Н". В этом случае существительное как бы опущено. Например: "Не знаю Его!"
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    Мой кролик

    Я обожаю его. Он такой красивый, очень белый как снег. Он ласковый. Он никогда не говорил со мной. Иногда я думаю что он странный, потому что у него есть красные глаза. Иногда я думаю что он милый. Он никогда не ходил, он всегда прыгал. Я купил его когда я был маленьким. Мой сосед - также маленький мальчик. У него тоже есть кролик. Его кролик серый, не такой красивый как мой. Он сказал мне, что его кролик может есть колбасу как тигр. Что?! Я не поверил. Все знает кролик только есть овощи, особенно морковь. Он показывал мне как его кролик ел колбасу. Я вернулся домой,  и сказал кролику, "Кролик, прыгай ко мне!" И я накормил его колбасой. Он ел быстро, чувствовал очень вкусно  (или "ему понравилось"). Я думал, : это смешно. Кролик есть мясо. Завтра мой кролик укусит корову. Я гордился что мой кролик такой жестокий. На следующий день кролик умер. Его труп был у меня на руках. Я плакал. Я хотел поговорить с соседом. Но я видел, что его родители кричали на него , и выбросили его кролика в мусорную корзину. И мальчик плакал. Я выкопал яму и похоронил его. Мама спросила меня, "Где кролик?" Я сдержал слезы и сказал: "Кролик не любит меня. Он убежал от меня."... ... Много лет спустя когда я увидел магазин  "Розовый Кролик" в Санкт-Петербурге, я почувстввовал многое.
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    Fairytale. " No matter how small you are. A Storycat" Chapter 1. Once upon a time cat Shreda was born. Although, she didn't know at that moment that she is Shreda. She was a usual kitten without any prospect of extraordinary life. Her mama was very beautiful, so Shreda was too. She has long cape on her back from red hairs and white shirt-front. Her paws are with white gloves and tights. That's why her relatives predicted her a state career. They were not very far from her real life, but relatives even didn't imagine her future. In some weeks of life Shreda's mom didn't return from home. They lived together under the stairs near product shop. Shreda's mom worked at the shop's cellar as cellar-keeper. When mommy came home she always smelled sweetly with mice, fresh evening dampness, puddles with gasoline stains, urban bustle and an interesting basement business. But that noght she wasn't back. Little Shreda waited for her until the next morning in absolute dark and coldness. She was calling mom, but mommy didn't answered. She cryed all next day long and by the next evening she realized that her mom will never return. Something horrible was happened, because mom never leave her children in any cases. Shreda was along, completely alone. Now she must take care of herself. She must start her own adult life. Little kitten stood up, shook herself and made first step to the cruel street, which eaten her mommy.
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