We had our own swimming pool and vegetable garden in Luhansk. A lot of things grew there, there was a summer house – there were a lot of books and a TV. And there was our usual house with an attic. There were two cars. When we left, we took the white and gray one, but the red one stayed there. My grandfather told me that a shell flew through the window. Everything caught fire…
I would like to study well, pass exams well, go to college and study well there. Then I want to earn some money and buy the same house or restore a house on the same territory. The same summer house. I want the war to stop and return back home, and I want everything return back.
War is misery, horror, fear, and nothing good.
