Mariam Petrosyan. The house in which... (№ 448195)

He struggled with shyness - rude jokes, with a dislike for fights - by being the first to get involved in them, with fear of death - thoughts about it. But all this - stuffed, driven inside - lived in him and breathed his air. He was shy and rude, quiet and noisy, he hid his virtues and exposed his flaws, he hid under the covers and prayed before going to sleep: "God, don't let me die!" - and risked, rushing to the obviously strong.