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Father Atom E-Book

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Ken is a young guy with mental problems in life who has not achieved anything, but soon something that he himself could not imagine will happen, his life will sparkle with new colors, but its impossible to say that its the best. How his view of the world and himself as a whole will change.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

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Father Atom.

Author : Duke Black.

Publisher: Duke.

All rights reserved.

All rights reserved by Duke publisher.

Everything written in the book is fiction; all coincidences of religion and real people are accidental.

City of Bucha. Kirova street.

[email protected]

ISBN: 9783987564987

202 3 year.

Content.

Section 1

Section 2

Section 3

Section 4

Do you believe in god?

Chapter 1

It was raining all over the city and a recording was playing on a huge screen.

Do you believe in god?

I was asked this question somehow with everything by a girl I didn’t know, but what should I answer her.

Maybe if we had never met things would have turned out differently.

Ask who am I?

I apologize for my terrible manners.

Let's start from the very beginning of the broadcast.

My name is Ken, or rather Ken More and at the moment I am unemployed, I am 24 years old.

A couple of years ago I graduated from university and was supposed to go to work, but life is such a thing that for some reason they didn’t take me anywhere.

That's how I began to sit my pants at home to this day.

Somehow, Ken was not terribly saved and he decided to go out for a walk around the city, well, to unwind.

He had no goals or aspirations in his life, and he lived looking into the void.

Putting on his torn sneakers and closing the doors of the old house, he went out into the street.

The dark sky beckoned to be looked at, but Kyon did not do so because he believed that he could only look at him when he succeeded.

Walking along the night street, he noticed more and more: different signs, shopping centers, restaurants and even lava motels shone in a continuous dance of lights, but for some reason they frightened Ken, or rather, they were out of reach.

-Well, I'll visit you all someday, Ken thought to himself.

In general, Kyon himself always dreamed of becoming famous and rich , and now he only had a pair of shabby shoes, and that was a gift from a once sober-minded mother.

Ken walked and walked, but there were no signs of drowsiness.

Having reached a dark alley between houses, he stopped and decided to sit down and admire the view.

As soon as he settled down, he poured a beer can into it.

Who scatters garbage - Ken shouted in a menacing voice.

There was no answer for almost two minutes, but after them a girl with a mind of 18 years old came out of the darkness , and probably three of her friends followed her.

What are you talking about, you freak, she said with a wry face.

Ken tried to argue something but could not because he had a fear of the crowd and in general he was afraid of people, he had grown up like that.

Don't hit me - shouted Ken and fell to the ground covering his face with his hands.

They heard what he was asking for, one of them said.

What should you do when asked? It is right to do everything the other way around - said one of the girls

And then she began to beat him with her feet, the rest immediately joined in.

Ken lay and cried and called his mother for help, the beating continued for some time until they got tired and retreated.

Ken removed his hands from his face as he immediately got a boot right in the nose a couple of times.

one of them begged the second girl to stop.

She soon stopped.

Look what you did to him, not his face, but porridge, now it’s all bloody and bruised, check if he even breathes or not, one of the girls ordered.

Yes, it seems to be breathing but unconscious, she said.

What a weakling - cried the second.

And let's play a joke on him and wait until he wakes up and say that we found him like that, well, it seems like we saved him and now he is our debtor, one of them said.

Everyone agreed, and a sinister smile hung on their faces.

Ken woke up from a pungent smell in his face, like ammonia or something like that in the summer, but he was mistaken, they put an unfinished beer can to his face.

Opening his eyes, he found himself lying on the lap of a girl who looked at him eye to eye and smiled sweetly.

How are you ? – is everything okay with you? she asked in a gentle voice.

With me, Ken asked.

Yes, with you - asked two more girls standing nearby.

Not quite sure but thinking so, Ken said.

That's nice, but now that you're awake, could you take your head off my lap, one of them asked.

Yes - yes of course sorry - said Ken and began to rise.

Trying to get up, he felt weakness in his body and his legs gave way, but all three girls lifted him by the shoulders.

Thank you, you are my guardian angels, Ken told them.

Well, what are you - they said together and laughed looking at each other in the face.

So he still does not remember anything - they whispered among themselves.

Let's take you home, shall we? one of the girls asked.

Thank you I will be very grateful - said Ken.

That's how they dragged him to Ken's house.

My house is a couple of blocks away, Ken told them.

Wonderful - said the girl who dragged him in front.

The rain is getting stronger, let's hurry, the girl behind said loudly.

Everyone nodded their heads and dragged Ken at an accelerated pace.

After a while we arrived at my house.

Is it here? asked the head of the three girls.

Yes, Ken replied.

Thank you for your help, he said and bowed low.

Wait a minute, we got wet to the skin, and you didn’t even invite us to tea and wash things and dry them at the same time, it would be nice - said the second of the girls.

Ken really didn't want to do this because no girl had ever set foot in his house.

But there was no place for the devatsa, he could not refuse the request, so he was brought up.

Come on in, just don't wake my Mom, said Ken.

That's how they came to my house, of course, I didn't clean up often inside, and why the house is still old, so I always described my laziness to clean anything.

Where is your bathroom, one of the girls asked.

The bathroom is in a straight line, and the washing powders and the washing machine are in the same place and the toilet, if anything, is also there, Ken answered.

Just as Ken was about to go to his room at the top of the stairs, a voice from behind again stopped him.

Wait, wait, I'm talking to someone - the girl said and grabbed Ken's hand tightly.

Ken suddenly trembled without even knowing why.

Listen, do you have a change of clothes for the three of us? she asked, looking straight into his eyes.

He could not lie because he was always an obedient boy and believed that it was not good to lie.

I'll find something now, said Ken.

Well done, she said, and slapped him on the back with all her might.

Something has changed in the behavior of the girls, they more and more revealed their true selves: character, emotions, phrases, even their faces began to make faces like some kind of chimpanzee.

Ken, who, of course, didn’t seem strange at all, you never know what a person shows in the house, maybe they have such a style or it’s so fashionable now.

Yes, that's right, Ken told himself.

So he comforted himself, well, those who saved his life can not behave like that.

But he stumbled.

Soon the girls began to take either bath or shower, and they did this for an unbearably long time.

There was constant noise from there.

It's like I forgot to bring them a change of clothes, Ken said to himself.

He went upstairs to his room and took his best things and carried them to the bathroom door.

Sorry, I'll leave them here - said Ken and put things on a chair next to the washing machine.

Ken himself thought that suddenly it would be appropriate for them to bring warm tea or coffee.

For this, he went to the kitchen, to his regret, he and his mother had only one tea bag left in the house, but Ken did not lose his head and brewed it for four.

Coming out of the bathroom, the girls began to look at the things that I brought them.

Hey, come here, the girls shouted in a rough voice.

Ken immediately rushed there.

Something happened - barely having time to finish the phrase as he received a fist in the eye from the main girl.

How is it possible to understand what you brought us - she asked in a rude tone.

Like things, Ken answered her.

After these words, the girl's face became all in veins and wrinkles from anger, I stood as if chained and did not know what to answer.

But it was too late, they all started yelling and beating me with screams and matches.

Fuck, how dare you offer us this garbage all in holes and terribly unfashionable, fucking freak - they shouted and started kicking Ken.

He stood rooted to the spot with fright, how could he bring them to his home.

Ken remembered that it was they who beat him, and he brought them to him naively believing that they were his guardian angels.

After beating him pretty badly, they stopped and apparently preferred to be left without clothes than to wear what Ken brought them.

Completely naked, they went to Ken's Room, without even asking permission to break into someone else's property.

Ken didn't mind them anyway, he was very, very afraid.

Ken decided to bring them the same tea he had brewed.