Zakhar Prilepin. Pathology (№ 105382)

My childhood was unbearable, the sound of his own heart. If the night, in my sleep I'm tossing and turning, lay down so that they begin to hear pulsation, heartbeat, for example, laid her head on his shoulder, the awakening was instantaneous. Heartbeat it always seemed to me disgusting, treacherous and fleeing. Why this ridiculous red piece of meat drags me in full void and dark? I laid my head on the pillow and calmed down - no silence... no heart... all right...