My name is Ira. I am 36 years old. I want to tell you an incident that happened to me five years ago. I remember everything as if it happened yesterday.
Six years ago I happily married my current husband Artyom. We had a wedding, and a year later I gave birth to a beautiful and healthy daughter. They called me Natasha. She grew up diligent, did not cry over trifles, only purred, similar to a cat’s purr. My husband and I could not be happier with our miracle. And when she was 4 years old, something happened that every mother fears - my daughter was hit by a car... To death.
On that fateful day, she was playing on the playground with other kids, and I just turned away for a second, and I heard the squealing of tires. Then everything was like a fog: the ambulance, the police, passers-by... When I realized what had happened, I fell into hysterics. They gave me a sedative and I passed out.
I woke up on my bed. The husband and the doctor were sitting nearby. I didn't remember what happened. I was reminded. I became hysterical again, but it didn’t last long. Then a deep depression began. I didn’t react to anything, as if all the emotions had been scraped out of me, and only the outer shell was left.
I answered all the questions randomly, only the first thing that came to mind. I was greatly infuriated by the condolences that all the relatives said every minute. At the funeral I didn’t cry, I just stood and looked at one point. A month later, the depression passed, the site but the sediment remained. I set a new goal: to get pregnant again. So a year passed.
On the day this story happened, my husband was at work until 9 pm, and I was sitting at home alone. In order to distract myself, I decided to do some household chores. It was 3 pm. I went to the pantry to get dirty laundry. As soon as I entered there, the door slammed. I threw my laundry and started to break out. Then the lights went out and a familiar child’s voice was heard: “Mommy, don’t make noise, otherwise it will be bad. Strangers' houses." I turned around and saw Natasha. No, she wasn't bloody or anything like that - she looked like she was alive! In the same dress in which she died. “Quiet,” she repeated. “Natasha, YOU?!” I exclaimed. "Quiet!" - Natasha said sternly.
I burst into tears. My girl! I miss her so much! “Don’t cry, mommy, I WILL COME BACK TO YOU.” She said it and disappeared. website I left the basement crying. This time the door gave way. What I saw shocked me: everything was turned upside down and the money was missing! My deceased daughter saved me from robbers. In a panic, I called the police and my husband.
When the police finished interviewing and searching for evidence, Artyom demanded an explanation from me about how I escaped from the thieves. I told him the story of the pantry. He calmed me down and we went to clean up. A new surprise awaited me in the bedroom: on my husband’s and my bed there were Natasha’s things, and on them a note with the inscription in printed, uneven letters: “DO NOT THROW OUT - IT WILL BE USEFUL!” I burst into tears and called Artyom. Seeing this, he was surprised and wanted to throw it away, but I threw such a tantrum that he abandoned this idea.
A year later I gave birth to a daughter again. She was an exact copy of Natasha, she even behaved like her. Before leaving the maternity hospital, I had a dream in which Natasha was again. She said: “So I’m back! This time, take care of me." After this dream, I christened my daughter Natasha.
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A message about a terrible tragedy in the city of Novozybkov, Bryansk region, appeared on the social network VKontakte on the afternoon of June 26. Local residents said that a young woman was brutally murdered in one of the high-rise buildings and there were more victims. According to them, the nightmare happened in house number 6 on the street named after the 307th Division, and now an operational investigation team is working there. It turned out that the deceased and her family rented an apartment in this house.
“This is such a terrible story that the adults felt bad while telling it, I can’t even imagine what could happen to the children after all this,” wrote one of the residents of Novozybkov.
Soon a video from the scene of the tragedy appeared on social networks. It showed the apartment in which the deceased lived and her neighbors. The latter said that they did not hear anything suspicious at night and learned about what happened from the officers who arrived at the crime scene law enforcement agencies…
I immediately called the press service of the Investigative Directorate of the Investigative Committee of the Russian Federation for the Bryansk Region. Senior assistant to the head of the investigative department for interaction with the media, Sergei Tsyganok, confirmed that a brutal crime had indeed occurred in Novozybkov, but did not provide details in the interests of the investigation.
But after some time, at 16.34, official information about the incident appeared on the department’s website. It stated that the investigative bodies of the Investigative Committee Russian Federation In the Bryansk region, a criminal case was opened under the article “Murder” and “Attempted murder of two or more persons, including a minor.” A 29-year-old resident of the city of Novozybkov is suspected of committing them.”
“On the night of June 26, 2018, a drunk man entered an apartment located on the second floor, where he stabbed a 31-year-old local resident, her 4-year-old daughter and 51-year-old mother. The first victim died from her wounds, the girl and her grandmother are in serious condition in the hospital, doctors are fighting for their lives. Currently, investigators are clarifying all the circumstances of the incident. The suspect in the crime was detained without delay. The issue of choosing a preventive measure in the form of detention is being decided,” the press release stated.
Meanwhile, terrible details of this bloody drama began to appear on the Internet. Law enforcement agencies did not refute them.
“A drunken scumbag got into the apartment through open balcony and went to the girl’s room. There he began to rape the baby. She screamed, her mother Marina woke up and went into the room. Shocked by what she saw, the woman attacked the pedophile, and he took out a knife and stabbed her in the stomach several times. The child’s grandmother also came running in response to the screams. And she was also stabbed in the heart area. Then this animal ran away,” one of the local residents said on June 27.
According to the guy, the grandmother had enough strength to call the police. Law enforcement officers and an ambulance arrived at the scene of the tragedy a few minutes later. Marina, unfortunately, was already dead. Her mother and daughter were taken to the hospital. The condition of the 51-year-old woman remains serious.
“I still can’t believe she’s gone! She was so cheerful and cheerful. She loved her children very much; she has three of them. There has never been such a nightmare in Novozybkov. I don’t know how the person who committed this atrocity will continue to live. They say they knew each other. I hope he gets what he deserves..."
On July 2, I again called the senior assistant to the head of the investigative department for interaction with the media, Sergei Tsyganok, who said that the suspect had been taken into custody by a court decision. He explained that the investigative department cannot yet provide more detailed information about what happened, so as not to harm the investigation. IN at the moment The criminal investigation is ongoing.
Darina Matveeva, Novozybkov
FROM THE EDITOR: “Desnitsa” expresses condolences to the family of the deceased and wishes her to her daughter and mother speedy recovery. We will monitor the progress of the investigation into this crime and will be sure to inform readers about its results.
My name is Ira. I am 36 years old. I want to tell you an incident that happened to me five years ago. I remember everything as if it happened yesterday.
Six years ago I happily married my current husband Artyom. We had a wedding, and a year later I gave birth to a beautiful and healthy daughter. They called me Natasha. She grew up diligent, did not cry over trifles, only purred, similar to a cat’s purr. My husband and I could not be happier with our miracle. And when she turned 4, something happened that any mother is afraid of - my daughter was hit by a car... To death. On that fateful day, she was playing on the playground with other kids, and I just turned away for a second, and I heard the squealing of tires. Then everything was like a fog: the ambulance, the police, passers-by... When I realized what had happened, I fell into hysterics. They gave me a sedative and I passed out. I woke up on my bed. The husband and the doctor were sitting nearby. I didn't remember what happened. I was reminded. I became hysterical again, but it didn’t last long. Then a deep depression began. I didn’t react to anything, as if all the emotions had been scraped out of me, and only the outer shell was left. I answered all the questions randomly, only the first thing that came to mind. I was greatly infuriated by the condolences that all the relatives said every minute. At the funeral I didn’t cry, I just stood and looked at one point. A month later, the depression passed, but the aftertaste remained. I set a new goal: to get pregnant again. So a year passed. On the day this story happened, my husband was at work until 9 pm, and I was sitting at home alone. In order to distract myself, I decided to do some household chores. It was 3 pm. I went to the pantry to get dirty laundry. As soon as I entered there, the door slammed. I threw my laundry and started to break out. Then the lights went out and a familiar child’s voice was heard: “Mommy, don’t make noise, otherwise it will be bad. Strangers' houses." I turned around and saw Natasha. No, she wasn't bloody or anything like that - she looked like she was alive! In the same dress in which she died. “Quiet,” she repeated. “Natasha, YOU?!” I exclaimed. "Quiet!" – Natasha said sternly. I burst into tears. My girl! I miss her so much! “Don’t cry, mommy, I WILL COME BACK TO YOU.” She said it and disappeared. I left the basement crying. This time the door gave way. What I saw shocked me: everything was turned upside down and the money was missing! My dead daughter saved me from robbers. In a panic, I called the police and my husband. When the police finished interviewing and searching for evidence, Artyom demanded an explanation from me about how I escaped from the thieves. I told him the story of the pantry. He calmed me down and we went to clean up. In the bedroom, a new surprise awaited me: on my husband’s and my bed there were Natasha’s things, and on them a note with an inscription in printed, uneven letters: “DO NOT THROW OUT - IT WILL BE USEFUL!” “I burst into tears and called Artyom. Seeing this, he was surprised and wanted to throw it away, but I threw such a tantrum that he abandoned this idea. A year later I gave birth to a daughter again. She was an exact copy of Natasha, she even behaved like her. Before leaving the maternity hospital, I had a dream in which Natasha was again. She said: “So I’m back! This time, take care of me." After this dream, I christened my daughter Natasha.