Alexander Makarov. It's too early to bury us (№ 426799)

Watching passers-by happily wandering, holding hands, she promised herself no longer to turn off the clear road into other people's turnways, not to jump into rides rushing in the opposite direction, not to adapt to someone's ideas about life. She will have her own happy ending, her own, but first you need to complete the transformation and finally get rid of the backpack with stones, almost attached to her back, which she patiently ripped off, despite the pain.