"There was our child in the front seat of the car, but for the rashists, it meant nothing"

Nataliia and her family found shelter in one of the schools in occupied Mariupol. Shells were falling very close. Nearby houses and cars were burning. The windows in the school were blown out. They left by car towards Mangush. On the way, an occupier aimed at them with a machine gun. There was a child in the front seat.