😉 Greetings to regular and new readers! “The psychiatric ward” is the name of the story that happened to my friend. First-person story.
“10 years ago I was 22 years old. And once my mother sent me to the dacha to weed potatoes. She herself got sick, but she sent me. Our city is quite large, and right on the outskirts there are many private houses and summer cottages. That’s where I went by bus.
Weeded, stood by the fence. I smoke, I rest. And I see – a man is running from the side of the psychiatric hospital located nearby. And the hospital for the mentally ill there is a real one: several buildings, male and female departments, a catering unit …
Local landmark. Summer residents are used to this. People constantly walked there from the bus stop, carrying parcels to relatives. And some patients were simply allowed to walk. Not violent, of course, but more or less adequate. After all, people are lying there with migraines, and they are just harmless fools.
Strange visit
And now one of them runs towards me. So short, thin, in light hospital clothes. And I look and understand that he is heading towards me. There are a lot of houses and summer cottages around, gardeners and children are swarming everywhere, music is playing quietly, and this man is running very purposefully, without turning, right in my direction.
I got nervous. A man runs up to me, stands on the other side of the fence and begins to chatter:
– The cat does meow-meow, the geese do ha-ha-ha, the dog does the woof-woof, the water does the boo-boo. Then he caught his breath a little, took a breath and again:
– The cat does meow-meow, the geese do the ha-ha-ha, the dog-wow-wow, the water, the boolean-boole.
And I don’t even know how to behave. I finished my cigarette and threw the butt over the fence. The little man looked at me so sternly and said:
– But quit smoking, she hates it.
I’m asking:
– Who?
And this man again:
– The cat does meow-meow, the geese do ha-ha-ha, the dog does the woof-woof, the water does the boo-boo.
I say:
“Okay, dude, I get it,” and went into the house.
And he shouts his rubbish after me, as if he were a habit. I repeated it three more times. Then he fell silent. I turned and saw that he was running quickly, quickly back towards the psychiatric hospital. Runs and jumps.
It all matched!
About an hour later, I was already sitting on the bus, driving home. At first he sat down immediately behind the driver, but next to his aunt, a cat was screaming in her bag. Meowala, got on the nerves. I moved further away. A girl was driving opposite me. I looked at her, looked – and spoke. We met. Her name was Nastya … We communicated with her so simply, as if they had known each other for a hundred years.
Nastya invited me to drink water and took out a mineral water. She had some feathers in her bag. She explained that these were goose feathers, she took them from friends for her nephew. He plays an Indian in the school play, and she wants to make a huge headdress out of these feathers, like real Indians.
We got off at one stop, and a stray dog suddenly swooped down on us. She barked to hoarseness. I barely drove her away. Then he invited Nastya to a cafe. Said he hadn’t looked at her yet. She laughed.
And so we go to a cafe in our garden outfits. As soon as we sat down to drink tea, a downpour gushed outside. We were sitting, looking out of the window at the streams of water on the sidewalk, and I suddenly remembered the words of that psycho: “Cat, geese, dog, water …”.
I thought: damn it, it all fits! Everything happened as the seer said. A cat meowed on the bus, Nastya had goose feathers in her bag, a dog was barking at us at the bus stop, and now water is gurgling outside the window! I couldn’t believe that everything coincided. But Nastya said nothing. He was afraid he would think he was crazy.
And so we are sitting, talking. I told Nastya that I haven’t liked any girl as much as she did. Nastya replied that she liked me right away, too, but she was unpleasant to feel the smell of tobacco from me. I again remembered the words of the guest from the psychiatric hospital (“she hates it”) and was completely amazed. He promised to quit smoking.
Messenger
I quit smoking gradually. We are now married and have two children. I told Nastya about that psycho, and she took it very seriously. She decided that it was some kind of special messenger or even an angel.
I remember laughing and saying that angels do not exist in psychiatric hospitals and do not wear hospital pajamas. Perhaps he is a seer. But Nastya answered:
– You do not understand anything! They just didn’t want to scare you and they organized everything on an ordinary human level. But we were destined to meet. This was followed. “
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