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"The father tries to please his brothers and sisters. And the mother is zealously engaged in what pleases society. Deforming each other and themselves, they do not notice how they try to understand others, how they adapt to others, how they try to prove something to others, but not to themselves and not to their family, which they consider as "the cult of life",-thought Psyche, sighing heavily.

"I never thought that being a foster child would be such a heavy burden. Most people will never even dream of seeing which composition are performing the notes of my soul." Psyche was not upset by this fact, and sometimes she was even glad of it. For her, being such an atypical child is another opportunity to feel like not an average person who understands and accepts everything much deeper, sees and thinks more. In her opinion, the word "non-average" is the highest compliment. Even though she knew that at the end of the day, we were all the product of selfishness, and we will remain it forever, and more than that, we will reproduce the same product.

The girl's mother was very concerned. Her daughter hasn't been home for a long time. She rushed to the phone and dialed Psyche's number endlessly. She didn't answer.

"Is there anything you can do? she said to her husband.

"What happened?” the girl's father asked.

"Psyche has been out of the house for a long time, and I can't reach her!"

"I think she's coming soon, and maybe her phone is dead. She will come and explain everything to us"

"Why don't you understand that this is very strange! She had never stayed so long without warning! Something has happened to her! I'm very worried!"

"Let's go find her, then."

"Where?"

"She's probably in the park somewhere. She loves this place and goes there often."

Parents quickly got ready and rushed to look for their daughter. They went into the park and saw a crowd of people talking furiously at the bridge. Mother and father did not understand what could have caused such a stir. They went to the crowd, to the very epicenter of the event, and heard a police officer and an eyewitness discussing an incident.

"I was walking in the park with my dog and I saw this charming girl. She passed by. Then I turned around just as she jumped off the bridge into the ocean."

"Could you describe her in more detail?» – excitedly asked the father the stranger, intervening in the dialogue.

– «Well. She's young enough. She has long snow-white hair, and she looks so unusual. It seemed to me that such people did not exist at all"

"What do you mean?"

– "Perfect silhouette, an innocent face and clear, vulnerable eyes. Her inhuman neatness pierced me. As if nothing in her appearance hinted at suicidal thoughts. She made the jump no less virtuoso. I even thought for a second that it was a part of a performance. I lost the desire to blame her for such a seemingly despicable action»

"What was she wearing?» Psyche's parents asked the witness.

"She was wearing a white dress and white shoes."