Three stories

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Some kind of pain all-pervasive. When you accept all Versie to little people with problems, with conflicts before the powers that be, you begin to live their lives. Yesterday, apparently there was a peak moment of such penetration.

The first story. A very long time ago, a few years ago, we fought for one girl who lost her parents and got into an orphanage. The leadership of the Destrued House sent the girl to a psychiatric hospital, apparently someone needed two apartments that her parents left an orphan girl. Together, the girl was still pulled out of a psychiatrist. She was given under the care of relatives. It seems like everything ended relatively good. The girl got married, gave birth to a daughter. Yesterday I became aware that this girl-female woman hanged herself. Horror, nightmare. Here is such a life. They will be born in the family, lose their parents, get into the war with the orphanage and psychiatric hospital, get out of this conflict and seemed to establish life, and then everything broke off. A small piece of the fiery life of mankind. Bitterly.

History is second. Today I went to court, sit, to bargain at the hearing. The woman is accused of mooring, and she is at some last period of pregnancy. He is afraid to go to court, is afraid that the irreparable will happen and happen. Contractors run after her and demand her entering the court. The woman is hiding from them. Bailiffs came to the hospital to her old mother. Mom lies in the cardiocenter, heart problems. Bailiffs began to demand from the mother an explanation - "where is your daughter." The old woman was scared. The court was deposited because the lawyer found his client in the perinatal center.

History is the third. The day before yesterday the young guy from Lower Odessa called. It took a week to go home. The policeman stopped him and demanded to go to the police with him. The guy refused and said that he did nothing bad. The policeman caused reinforcements. The boy was twisted, put in the Bobik. Delivered to the duty officer. The guy sits in the duty officer for three hours. Three hours later the police came and said that they made a protocol for the boy and demanded to come to court when they called. Parenek agreed, although he does not understand that he did so illegal. Nobody gave the protocol in his hands, nothing but a piece of paper, that he undertakes to come by the court at the first request, signed. Some kind of slack and disgrace. A week has passed, no one reports anything, does not call anywhere. The guy in disorder calls me. I recommended that he write a request to the police demanding to explain what it was at all. The guy took the request to the duty part of the police. He calls yesterday. The same policeman who detained him and brought him a summons for a conversation in Sosnogorsk came to him late in the evening. This morning, the guy left for Sosnogorsk for a conversation, from Sosnogorsk he informed SMSKY that there was no conversation, and he was immediately sent to court. I'm sitting waiting for all this will end.