Hi my xxx. How are you? Today I've the big desire to write to you.
Hope you don't object? I suppose I can tell you about my bad
experience in relations. If you are not interested in it you may stop
reading the letter. I won't be offended. I think I can tell you the
story because you have become very very close to me recently. I hope
you have an idea of the problem with alcohol in Russia and I suppose
you understand why I don't want to look for a husband in Russia. Let's
begin since the very first day of the acquaintance. I worked in the
school as teacher of an elementary school. I was going home after my
work but it began raining and I could not go because I had left my
umbrella at home. It was summer but never the less I didn't want to
get wet and to take a cold. I was standing under the roof of the
building waiting till the rain would stop. But the rain was not going
to stop and I wanted to go home in the rain. But a young man was going
in my direction with an umbrella. He saw that I couldn't go with an
umbrella and offered me to take his one. I asked him: "And what about
you?" He said that he would spend some time in the cafe and may be the
rain would stop soon. I asked how I would be able to return him the
umbrella. He said his address to me and his name. His name is
Vladimir. It was not far from the school. I wrote down his address and
promised to give him the umbrella the next day in the evening. On my
home I thanked the young man and asked the God to stop the rain. But
it was raining the whole night. I cursed myself that I had taken the
umbrella and that he was wet to the skin because of me. I didn't sleep
a wink at night. The next day in the school was so long for me. I was
looking forward to finishing my work to give the umbrella back to
Vladimir. I wanted to learn how he was. As soon as my working day was
ending I see that Vladimir was standing at the door smiling. It turned
out that he remembered the time when my work was over. He came to meet
me. I asked about his health at once. He said that everything was all
right. He didn't get too wet because he was running home. Then we
walked for a long time. We talked a lot. My mum had died already and I
was alone. He was the dearest and the closest man in the world for me
at that time. He saw much of each other at time. But i didn't invite
him my house I wanted to check him. Once we were invited to a Birthday
party of his friend. I agreed to go to see his friends, as i wanted to
know more about him. Vladimir didn't drink even champagne. I thought
it was because of me, because I didn't drink as well. But his friends
told me that Vladimir really didn't drink alcohol. I liked Vladimir. I
think so did he. We became more than friends and he began to live in
my house. First 2 months we were very happy, we were on the seventh
heaven. But then he got a very good job. He became a lawyer. He made
much money. But he began drinking alcohol. At first a little bit -
then more and more. He didn't sleep at home at night. When he was
drunk he began beating me. I thought he change for the better, that he
would the same he had been before. But nothing changed. Once I was
beaten by him bitterly and left my house. He didn't come back 9 days.
Our friends told me that they had seen Vladimir with other girls. I
came to the conclusion that it was enough to bear it. When he came
back he even wasn't sorry and didn't apologize. I don't think that he
had forgotten that he had beaten me. I didn't say a word in the
evening. I started the talk in the morning when he was sober. So I
made him leave my house forever. He was shouting, screaming and he
even broke a photo in the frame where my mom and I were. I said to him
that I would call a police, well he had gone. Forever. Now I am happy
that I didn't marry him. Don’t want such relations once again. Almost
all Russian men drink alcohol a lot that's why I don't want to have
any relations with them. I suppose you understand me. I'm sorry my
letter is too long. But I wanted to show you what I am feeling. I am
very happy that I got acquainted with you. I hope our communication
will never stop. Masha has told to you "Hi". I have to finish me
letter. Thanks that you write me.
With all my heart, your Yuliya.
PS. By the way, I have overlooked to tell to you. Today carpenters
have repaired my roof. I am happy! It is very little necessary for the
lonely woman for happiness!!! (Smile) My roof was repaired by the same
carpenter who repaired Klava door.
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