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Avdiivka is a small town, so everything is very close there: the school is close, classes are very close, different clubs. You can walk around the entire city in about 15 minutes. There were a lot of different concerts, everything was decorated everywhere, flowers were everywhere in the flower beds, a lot of people were walking. Now almost nothing has changed, only some buildings have been destroyed.
I do sports ballroom dancing. I went to dance when I was 2 tears and 8 months old, and I started to sing when I was four.
I saw the shells flying, I saw the grenade. I remember how it fell to our house. One of our buildings was destroyed. Every night, when I fall asleep, they start shooting all the time.
[The shell] flew to the fifth floor, we heard very loud sounds, like dishes falling from the fifth floor, glass flying out, furniture falling. I got out of bed and we stood by the closet and waited for it to be over. It was seven o'clock in the morning. There were people in that apartment at the time, but they were not injured.
My grandmother lives next door. She also hides somewhere, in the bathroom or in the hallway. I often come to visit her.
War is when people die. When you lose your loved ones. When your friends die. When you hear shelling almost every day, you hear shooting, you see it, you see destroyed buildings, abandoned houses, kindergartens.
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