I refused to believe my mother’s words: “You won’t go to school. I saw my parents who were lying on the floor and restless discussing something. Seemed that not only the glass in the window frame trembled, but also the whole house. That morning on February 24, I was awakened by a loud explosions. I listened to them in such stories with a great interest although now I understand why she told them so rarely. I didn’t understand her feelings when she mentioned Germans, about how they walked around the village and stayed in my great grandmother and her fellow villagers’ houses. She told different stories about WW|| like it was yesterday. When I was a child, I liked to visit my great grandmother. Hello! My name is Diana, I live in a small town called Okhtyrka.Ībout a year ago I lived an ordinary life: went to school, walked with my friends and couldn’t image I would check up the application “Air Alarm” every 10 minutes. I dream that the war will end and I, with my parents, brother and Bella, will be able to go to the sea in our Crimea. That’s how I found a true friend during the war – my cat Bella, whom I still love very much. It is very difficult (because after the shelling there was often no light and Internet) and at the time it is very interesting because I can study together with my kitten, who is present in my lessons every day. I started studying in the fall, but you can’t go to school, so everyone studies online. In the summer, my dream came true, my parents gave me a kitten for my birthday. When our town was liberated, my father took us home. When it became very scary and the enemy plane dropped bombs every day, my father took my mother and brother to a nearby town, and he himself returned to work in Okhtyrka. After the shelling, the light went out, so mom and dad heated water on a gas stove, poured it into plastic bottles and put my brother and I under the blanket, and it got warmer that way.

Explosions were heard everywhere and we ran to the neighbor’s basement, where we slept, ate and lived for two weeks. I remember how on February 24, 2023, my mother woke me up and said that the war had begun. This year was very difficult for me, as well as for all Ukrainians.

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