We had in the class a girl Katya. They say about these "gray mouse".

Katya had a friend, Masha.

Katya had brown hair to her shoulders, brown eyes, and thin lips. She was also almost like a blackboard. I say almost because there are no absolute boards to the ninth grade. And she, Katka, studied well. Five to four. She rarely received three, and if she did, she turned pale as if she had received all the twos in a quarter. no one knew why.

Katka had a brother, his name was Vadim, whether Vadik. He was a tall, handsome boy, with long eyelashes and playful character.

Minor dirty tricks were in his repertoire. All the girls from the fifth grade to the eleventh bald from him. But he has not met with anyone yet. He adored his sister ... It was visible. She ruffled her head, smiled, was always with her at recess.

If she cried - something said in my ear, and she stopped. She loved him too. She threw herself on his neck ... He, in his turn, carried a briefcase behind her.

And so, on Tuesday, she got three. She and her brother went home. And my friend Masha and I decided to peep at them, since they lived on the first floor, in a one-room apartment. And that's what we saw. Vadik put the things and left, he studied English and attended courses. And they lived in three, they and the father. Their mother drank, and drank herself right after Katka was born. Even with them lived a grandmother, that is a little thing, as it turned out later! Well, and Katka said something to the grandmother, and then showed the diary, and stared at the floor. Grandma got up and started screaming, and then came up and gave Katka in the face with all her fluff. Katka was silent, she did not cry. Grandma gave more, and more. And then on the hands, but strongly, because Katka squeezed her eyes from pain at each stroke. Then grandma started screaming, and Masha and I took apart only

“Just wait, creature, father will come!” And after that Katka roared and rushed to grandmother's feet and we disassembled only “granny, I beg you, do not tell your father, for God's sake!” Five minutes or so later, father came. Grandma, like a little dog, ran up to him and began to report about the top three. Kate sat silently. Father looked menacingly at her and said: “I will blow you out like a cider goat! And I will fight until the arm gets tired, and that there is no squeak, a creature!”

Grandma brought him a belt, Katka, with her head down, approached her father. Her father brought the bench and Katka began to take off her skirt. Then, staying in panties, she looked at her father, but did not find support. She pulled down her panties, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

“Live! Right now Vadim will come! ”- the grandmother screamed. Katya lay down on the bench and lifted her jacket up a little. Babak smiled maliciously, looked at his father, and he nodded to her. She took two ropes, and tightly tied Katkina's legs and arms, and nodded again to her father. He took the strap out of the hands of the old karga, and, swinging with wild power, hit Katya. Her ass jerked, and her fingers dug into Samya. On the ass formed a red stripe from the officer's belt. The belt hit again, and the ass twitched again. And again, and again, and again ... The ass was covered with red stripes. He beat and beat her for about ten minutes. Then he decided to take a break, and her grandmother - a jackal, soaked a rag in some salted water and put a girl on her ass, with lamentations “endure, endure!” Katya started to wriggle and she could see, because her father came up and slapped her bits. Then he continued to beat her. He beat her for another twenty minutes, and then, having untied her, ordered her to dress and go to her face so that her brother would not see her like that. “Today you are without dinner, right now, go to bed. And try not to fall asleep. In five minutes I’ll check and tell my father if you don’t sleep, you are a nasty thing, and he'll take the skin off of you again! ”- the grandmother gloated. Her father told her to go, and looked at Katka. She kissed her father's hand and said, “Thank you, daddy, for the lesson!” And something else, I did not understand. Then she went to bed, but it was probably five or six hours.

Masha and I walked home in silence.At school the next day, Katka looked as usual, and only blinked a little when she sat down at her desk. Masha and I were firmly resolved every time she received three or two to watch her, because oh so exciting us.