Кто знает и времена , перевести соблюдая все времена)) я вспоминаю, как я жил в родительском доме. у меня был старший брат леша , который всегда издевался надо мной. он постоянно мне мешал и бил меня. отбирал мою телефонную зарядку , выключал интернет, когда я разговаривал с друзьями по скайпу. давал мне постоянно пощечины, после которых моя голова испытывала жуткую боль. я ему никогда не перечил. родители любили его больше и давали ему больше карманных денег, он их быстро их тратил и забирал мои карманные деньги. я постоянно прятал их от него. однажды он хотел меня ударить меня, но я не выдержал и ударил его кулаком в глаз. его глаз сильно отек. в этот момент я испытал одновременно и страх и гордость за себя. родители, приехав с работы и увидев лешин синяк, наказали меня. жизнь в этом доме была адом.к счастью сейчас я живу один и радуюсь жизни.

I remember I lived in the parental home. I had an older brother Alex , who always mocked me. He always prevented me and beat me. Took my phone charger , turn off the Internet when I was talking to friends on Skype. Gave me constantly slapping, after which my head felt terrible pain. I never contradicted. Parents loved him more and gave him more pocket money, he quickly spent some of it and took my pocket money. I always hid them from him. One day he wanted me to hit me, but I could not resist and punched him in the eye. His eyes are very swelling. This time, I felt simultaneously both fear and pride. Parents arriving from work and seeing Leshin bruise, punish me. Life in that house was hell.Luckily I now live alone and enjoy life.

I remember how I lived in my parents' home. I had an older brother, Lesha, who always mocked me. He always interfered with me and beat me. He took my phone charge, switched off the Internet when I talked to my friends on Skype. He gave me a constant slap in the face, after which my head felt terrible pain. I never contradicted him. Parents loved him more and gave him more pocket money, he quickly spent it and took my pocket money. I constantly hid them from him. One day he wanted to hit me, but I could not stand it and hit him in the eye with his fist. His eye is swollen. At that moment I experienced both fear and pride in myself. Parents, having arrived from work and seeing Leshin a bruise, punished me. Life in this house was hell. Fortunately, now I live alone and enjoy life.