I grew up in a kind of dinity. When I met Vladimir, I thought he would become my family. However, I was wrong. At first everything was fine. Vladimir was from a secured family, and I hoped that we would once get married and live as a bosom for God. But after learning that I was lining, he just put a pack of money on the table and told me to break the boost. I could not do it and melted with him. Later, when I met a gypsy. She said that the daughters were repeating the fate of their mothers. But then I ignored her words. I had no parents, I decided to become the best mother in the world for my daughter, so that she did not feel what I felt.

I wanted a better fate for Amilia. When my daughter told that she was meeting with a young man, I was very pleased for her. Like Vladimir Andrew, comes from a wealthy family. In my imagination, I drew how well my daughter will live after marrying him. But Amilia is a lot of doubt that Andrew marries it. I remembered how Vladimir told me about his parents and how they chose the bride for him. I was stopped that fate could repeat. But she hoped for the better. Somehow, Amilia returned home in the Square. She has a few minutes. Bitter and disappointing.

Only later, when the daughter calmed down, she told what had happened. Today she learned that she was lining. The daughter hastened to share this joyous news with her boyfriend Andrew. He said that neither she nor the child needed. He added that parents never let him get married with such a bony girl. On the way home, a daughter met at the bus station, who told her the same words as me, “The daughter will repeat the fate of her mother.” I realized who she saw. But the gypsy is wrong. I, having brought out, was one in the world. And my daughter has a mother who will support her in everything and get that the daughter does not repeat the fate of the mother.