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Кириленко Любов

Stories By Кириленко Любов

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З життя4 хвилини ago

I was ten when my father first didn’t call me to breakfast, but silently led me out into the yard. That morning, the frost on the window looked like intricate lace, and the air stung my lungs. I wanted to hide under my duvet, pretend I hadn’t heard the door creak, that I wasn’t the boy whose turn it was today to fetch firewood for the stove.

I was ten the first time my father didnt call me in for breakfast, but quietly ushered me outside instead....
З життя5 хвилин ago

Twice a week, my father would leave home for a few hours and return full of energy and in an excellent mood.

When I was ten years old, and my brother was twelve, he spent most of his days playing football outside...
З життя50 хвилин ago

Sometimes Life Surprises You…

Sometimes, thats just how it goes The arrival of little George was awaited with great anticipation by his parents. But...
З життя51 хвилина ago

I used to steal the poor boy’s lunch every day just for a laugh—until a hidden note from his mum turned every bite into guilt and ashes.

I used to steal the same boys lunch every day at school, doing it not out of hunger but simply...
З життя1 годину ago

“Don’t Hit My Back!” Children on the Road and Frustrated Commuters

While mothers flood online forums with frantic queries about what essentials to pack in their first-aid kit and whether prams...
З життя1 годину ago

“Poor Signal, I’m On Site”: My Husband Left for Work, but a Week Later My Mum Saw Him in Another Area with a Pram. I Went to Investigate

Two weeks ago, I was standing on a cold railway platform, wrapped tightly in my winter coat, waving goodbye to...
З життя2 години ago

When We Adopted a Retired German Shepherd, We Had No Idea How Much He Would Change Our Lives

After a months intense training as a dog handler, Arthur was entrusted with a German Shepherd named Charlie. The three-year-old...
З життя2 години ago

I live just a street away from a local high school, and recently, the noise has returned to our road—boys with large backpacks, untucked shirts, laughter, hurried mums, bicycles dropping students off at the corner. For most people, this is just everyday life. For me, it hits straight in the chest. Three years ago, my son, then in Year 11, passed away, and since then, this season is the hardest for me.

I live just off a side street from a secondary school, and lately, the noise outside has crept back over...
З життя3 години ago

My Husband’s Parents Gave Us a Flat and We Moved In Happily—Completely Unaware of the Challenges That Lay Ahead

So, its been a year since our first little one was born. Honestly, it was such a big deal for...
З життя3 години ago

I am 41 years old and have been married to my husband since I was 22. Two months ago, I began to consider something I’d never dared to admit out loud before: I don’t think I’ve ever truly fallen in love with him in the way people describe love.

Im 41 years old and have been married to my husband since I was 22. Two months ago, I started...