“When you hear the noise of a plane, you think, ‘If they die, I want to die with them. I do not want to see my child die”

They traveled from the red zone to Mariupol, which was about to be razed to the ground. This was the road Yana Koshova and her family had to travel. The young woman recalls: We did not live, we survived. Without electricity, water, food, or gas. Amid constant shelling. She and her daughter lived in a damp basement filled with stale air. She prayed every day that a plane would not drop a bomb on them. Because it would mean the death verdict for them. In the end, she confesses, they had finally received their air bomb. This is a story of survival, evacuation, and dreams about coming back. A firsthand account.