pavel pechenko . i thought it was in some fairy tales. and then when this happens in your life and the first impression was that, probably, this is not with me. well, here i have it. here is my sister she is near. well, for me that moment of life nothing has changed. yes, i always remember, we lived in the village, i remember when my parents arrived. and she was constantly sniffing with such a straight loud glanders, well, i looked, so my parent told me, here's your little sister, well, that's all. i have always tried to do. uh, everything, for your little sister. that's all, if she hadn't asked me at what time, i would always come and help. and if she shared something with me, i would always listen to her. do you remember how your mother told you about her doubts , a call from your mother, and i understand from my voice that something not so, and she says to me, well, you can come. i say, mom, what happened. she says, you come, i went. well, she is pale, she immediately sat down, as if talking at the table. such a serious but nothing, an