The Exchange Student. Nikita Nesynov
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Название: The Exchange Student
Автор: Nikita Nesynov
Издательство: Издательские решения
Жанр: Современная русская литература
isbn: 978-5-4474-7202-3
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The police was late, as usual.
The next day I wanted to spend some time with my friends Kostya and Gleb and tell them about the acrobatic thief. When I walked into the apartment building, I heard them speaking very loudly, which was quite unusual. So, I was pretty intrigued. But what I saw next was a shock to me. The guys were discussing something and I noticed a big kitchen knife in Kostya’s hand! They did not pay any attention to me. I waited for a minute and asked, “Hey guys… What you’re up to? Kostya, why are you holding a knife?”
“Hmmm, you’ll see. Well, we are going to have a blood relationship!” They answered.
I wondered how they were going to do that and they showed me the whole process.
Firstly, they swore, that they would never leave each other in any trouble. Then, to prove the oath, Kostya cut his palm with the knife.
The wound was pretty deep, so the blood appeared immediately and started dripping on the floor. After that, Gleb took the knife and did the same thing!
I quietly watched that show.
Kostya put his palm into his friend’s palm, cut to cut, so that Gleb’s blood got through the wound into Kostya’s blood and mix. That way they became the blood brothers.
As a result of this ritual, the whole floor was covered in their blood. Then the problem appeared: they couldn’t stop the blood! The wounds were too deep! I ran down to the first floor and asked people for help. We found some bandages and used them.
They were satisfied with the ritual being finished; they thanked for helping them and went home.
Anyway, they were happy to be the blood brothers.
By the way, their friendship lasted for a long period of time, until Gleb got into jail.
the driver in trouble
At the end of autumn, the yellow leaves were falling from trees, it was getting colder and colder, the wind began to blow more furiously. Over
and over again, I could hear that terrible noise from the pipes of the plant nearby, so even the windows started vibrating. One day, I god tired of that and put on my coat and went outside for a walk.
The streets were grey; the dilapidated nine-storey buildings were making me melancholic. Not having walked even 200 yards, I noticed a group of about thirty guys breaking into a garage in the middle of the day. It was pretty funny and seemed as if the ants swarmed all around a sugar cube. They were doing it in front of all people in the street. I kept thinking, “In how many minutes will the police come?” The people were shouting from the opposite houses,
“Stop it! I’m calling the police! It’s outrageous!”
Those guys didn’t pay any attention to the angry people.
They drove out Russian car “Zaporozhets” from that garage and put one of their friends behind the steering wheel. Then, all the rest began to push the car down a small hill.
Suddenly, when they were in the middle of the hill, they heard the sirens and saw police cars. Everyone fled leaving the poor driver in trouble. The door in the car got stuck, he couldn’t open it and the brakes didn’t work.
As a result, he was convicted of car theft and was sent to prison.
The Ice Floe
It was spring. My friend Ruslan and I were walking along the Angara River. White snow had just begun to melt. A meter away from the coast there were some “islands” of ice and a “brilliant” idea appeared in our minds. We made a bet that the person, who jumped on an ice floe and returned back to “the land” without falling in the cold water, would get 5 rubles.
A minute later, Ruslan found a suitable ice floe, and said, “Now, I’m going to jump on it!”
He jumped and landed the floe, he stood a minute on it with a smile on his face. Then jumped back to the beach and asked me to give him five rubles. I gave him the money and began to search for my floe, on which I could jump without the risk of being in the water.
I found such one pretty soon it was a meter away from the beach. I ran, jumped and landed on the ice, which immediately broke off! I grabbed the other side of the floe with my hands, but my legs were already in the cold water. I made a big effort to pull the legs out. Then I stood up on the ice and looked at myself. The half of my body was covered in ice.
Ruslan was standing on the shore and tried not to laugh.
Suddenly, I noticed that the ice started going with the flow of the river!
I got panicked and began to shout, “Ruslan, help me! Tell me where to jump!”
Running along the shore, Ruslan started checking where I could jump without any risk of getting into the water. The ice was soft in all the places that were convenient for me to jump. A gap of several meters appeared between me and Ruslan!
At that point we both realized that I would never jump that far to the shore and it was not funny at all. I started to draw pictures in my head, imagining the ice floe starting to melt, the distance to the shore getting longer and longer and me getting frozen in the water.
Luckily, some people were working in the construction area not far away from where we were. Ruslan realized that I was about to have a long trip on that piece of ice and ran to ask the builders for help. After a few minutes I saw him running back with people and holding a long stick in his hands. He shouted, “Nikita! Catch it man!”
I managed to grab the stick only at the third attempt and they started to pull me. When I finally got to the shore, I did not know how to thank my friend and the builders. I remember how my feet got cold and pants got covered in ice.
We came home; I immediately ran to the radiator to get warm. My mom asked me, “Where did you get your pants soaked?”
Unfortunately, I lied to her and said that I had fallen in a puddle. I didn’t want her to know what had just happened to me.
A Moment of Life
It was getting late when that happened. I was on my way home with my friend Kolya, and we noticed two people screaming at each other: A guy barely standing on his feet and a woman, who was holding him. Suddenly after drunk one had noticed me and my friend he quickly pulled out a gun and aimed it at us saying, “What are you looking at?
I’m going to shoot you now!”
We literally got scared to death! We couldn’t move at all. My heart started beating rapidly. СКАЧАТЬ