“Wait a minute, my girl, mother is coming!” It’s good that Lia, lying half asleep, heard Nino’s groan and her weak call “mommy”. She sleeps while her daughter is unwell. “Mom! Mommy!” – you can hear fear, complaint, and pain in this night moan. Lia sits down on her daughter’s bed, strokes her face, takes her hand, and kisses her: “Mom is here, everything is fine, it will soon pass!”

Do you know how it happens? You live a happy life – you adore someone, you want to live with him all your life in grief and joy, in illness and health, till death do you part. And then it is not death at all, but someone else who parts you! It does not matter how it was before or how it will be later, if you just want to die right now… Either because you were betrayed, or because you feel your insignificance, that you have been exchanged for another, or because everything has already lost its meaning.

Needles keep piercing her heart all day long. The first one starts to prick when she has nothing to put on to school. Mom washed her only blouse, and now she has to cover the darned holes in her jacket with hand.

The second needle starts to prick on her way to school. The school is far away, and it is very difficult for her to walk. She has heart problems since childhood. The next needles appear when she cannot buy a bun at school. Everyone eats, but she does not. She says she is not hungry. And her heart starts hurting even more: either because of lying, or from hunger. And so it goes on every day… By the end of the day, there are hundreds of needles in her heart, and they sting a lot. Sometimes they prick her so hard that tears start coming from her eyes…

When 5-year-old Nini lit up like a torch, her mother lost consciousness with fear and fell down the stairs. Neighbors extinguished the fire on the girl and took off her burning clothes along with her skin… The emergency brigade from the city came four hours later, it was four hours of real hell! The screams and sobs of the baby reached the neighboring villages, and the lamentations of the mother – right up to heaven!

Gocha cannot talk. Terrible things happen to him because of this. Once his mom and dad and brother and sister did not understand, and his appendicitis burst. Another time they did not understand – and pneumonia developed. If they don’t understand he finds himself in an intensive care unit. His relatives are always on the alert! He only whimpers faintly, when he is feeling bad, he cannot even show anything with his hands. And then his mom puts his head on her chest, on the side where her heart is. She does it very often because he is often feeling bad. Mother Maya’s heart aches for a long time, and she needs to see a doctor.

Six-year-old Giorgi has been standing with a towel in his hands for over an hour. He is sleepy, it’s already ten o’clock in the evening, but he can’t sleep. “I’m waiting. I must wait for my turn to the bathhouse. It’s not fair! Do you wait a long time for your turn if you need to go to the toilet or bathe? ” – Giorgi asks me waiting to get a serious answer from me.