Here I am 17 years old. Dad wanted a boy, but I was born. Mom wanted to call me Nastya, but dad went and wrote down "Valeria". All my childhood I did not like my name. Lena, Olya, Tanya - all normal people, and I'm some kind of Lera - Cholera. I have long understood that everything comes from childhood and the world of men has always been more understandable to me. Dad took me hunting and I remember a case when my father holds a gun and explains where and how to shoot (we were aiming at the stump), I pull the trigger, hit the stump, and a hare jumps out from there and dad, throwing me, runs after this hare. He taught me to play chess ♟, drive and be able to stand up for myself. All my childhood I fought, fought with the boys :))) in the camps I was the chairman of the council of the squad, but they were not accepted into the Komsomol (I did not learn the charter). I was a terrible hooligan, my grandmother always told me that she would register me with the police (by the way, she was the chairman of the commission on juvenile affairs)))) Now I remember my childhood and as if it was not me, but some other little-known girl. What about you? Have you changed?
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