kui under estmalom, who benefits from evil?i was about the same age as you, there was an old lady living in our entrance, in fact, it was then that she seemed like an old lady to me, and i was small, if you think about it, she was probably not much more than sixty, but the whole neighborhood called her a witch, we then lived in a small village near moscow, three-story home, the province, and there they loved such stories, why they said that, she just kept shouting at us boys, threatening us with a stick and kicking us out of the small garden under the windows of the house, although we didn’t do anything bad to her, and since she lived right below us and actually under my room, such stories overwhelmed me with horror, i could not get enough sleep for weeks because of nightmares, then my mother, a wise woman, said: andryush, the woman is not a witch. you made her like this in your fantasies only because she swears at you and threatens you with her stick, but mom, why is she doing this, we didn’t offend her. “you just don’t unders