In a world I did not yet exist, lived a perfectly average working-class family of a late Soviet Union, just before the independence and all the changes that it brought. It was a family of three - mom, dad and a little adorable daughter. She was demanding perfection of a child. Bright, well behaved, stubborn and curious to the whole world. With pretty soft face, perfect pair of blue eyes adorned with thick lashes and cute round and slightly curled nose and a jungle of a hair. When that jungle was kept in the sunshine of summer outdoors, it would get the shade of a soft sun-kissed straw. In winter it would grow again to soft caramel. It was th