July 1, 2026
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I turned 18 years old. I can’t even believe it! For me, this age has always been something unattainable, but now I have become an adult. I will celebrate my birthday with my family, how long I haven’t seen them! I missed for my sister and for sincere conversations with his mother! I'm late for the airport, and while I get there and check in, I'd like to clarify a couple of things. People don't like understatement, right?
The fact is that my parents grew up and lived in Novosibirsk, but when they got married, they moved to St. Petersburg for an indefinite time. My father pursued a career, and my mother made new acquaintances, for the same reason as my father.I was born in those period of time.Therefore, their stay in St. Petersburg dragged on for an even longer period.
When they returned to Novosibirsk, I constantly threw tantrums that I wanted to fly back. Moving to another city was a lot of stress for me. I was 7 years old then and my parents wanted me to go to school in their hometown. The painful years I spent in Siberian school passed unnoticed, because every vacation we went to the cultural capital, where I was not sad. Mom did not miss the opportunity to go to the theater or museum with me, or learn English with me while dad was at work. Mutual understanding always reigned in our family and support. I was a little hysterical, but my capricious mood always quickly disappeared, because it was always easy to find contact with me. I had everything and I am proud of the people who raised and educated me. They put their soul into me and gave me all their love. How nice it is to remember your childhood when you are already flying in an airplane to the city in which I spent most of my conscious life!
I have a very good relationship with my parents, which is probably why they let me go so early from under their wings to complete my last two years at the St. Petersburg school, which I graduated not so long ago and the exams were successfully passed a week before my birthday. Now all the problems are behind and I can rest easy until I enter the university. At least a little ...
I was immersed in my memories for so long that we had already landed in Novosibirsk. Mom promised to meet me at the airport. There were only a few minutes left until the meeting!
-Selenia!
And my mother has not changed a bit. How I missed her voice.
-Selenia! -My mother ran up to me and hugged me tightly.
-Selenia, how I missed you! How much prettier you have become in these two years!-my mother could hardly hold back her tears. She has always been a very emotional woman.
-Hello, mom, I'm finally home! - in fact, I didn’t consider Novosibirsk my home, for me it was a place of serving a sentence for a crime, but I knew how important and pleasant these words were for my mother. She grew up here, studied and met the love of her life. She, like me, was always drawn to St. Petersburg, but if she left her homeland, then the homeland could never leave her, and my mother, not realizing this, always returned back for one reason only. She achieved a lot in this life and this is the strongest person I know.
- I'm not alone! Varvara also came with me!- and my modest little sister comes out from behind her. She has grown noticeably since our last meeting.
- Hi, Varya! - I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.
-Selenia, it's great that you're back! I want to show you my new toys!- she whispered happily.
-Well, be sure to show! -I laughed and we went by taxi home to my parents.
The path promised to be long, since I arrived at the moment when everyone urgently needs to go to work and all the cars of the city are going into a huge traffic jam. But this did not upset me. I just looked out the window and looked at familiar places. Over there, on the benches, in the 9th grade, my friend and I sat until the morning, talking heart to heart. Wow! And my classmate invited me to go to that cafe and we had a great time. Although we we talked like friends, don’t think anything bad. How many monuments were erected in this city! How many new buildings appeared! The feeling that I was moving away from this city with my soul grew exponentially even more. I don’t thought that I would have to feel like an outcast surrounded by my family on my birthday.
In this regard, my mother and I are very similar, now I understand her. But is this the only similarity between us? I still cannot understand this, because we are complete opposites in terms of character.
My mood has changed a lot compared to what I felt on the plane, remembering my past. What will happen next? A bad feeling ...
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