I have lived in Ugledar for almost two years with my husband, children and grandchildren. I ran away just a few hours before the heavy shelling. It was the summer of 2014. If someone was in the garden or on the street, no one would be alive.
My daughter Svitlana will never forget how she hid in the basement with her little son Rodion. We were calming the child down for a long time and the whole family.
Rodion's 10-year-old brother Kirill also passed the challenge of the war. He tries not to remember what he experienced and studies well.
They all want to get home, but the road back is closed. Marinka is still restless. But we really want to go back.
