We have only felt good on holidays for the past four years. My birthday was something to hold on to. I celebrated with friends, but not all. Some of them left because of the war…

I sat at home and ate a cake by myself on my birthday. I didn't even go to school. Lessons were cancelled because of the shelling.

I wish peace would come. I wish the war would end. So that all the buildings were rebuilt, and everything was as it was before. I wish we would move forward, to a better time. One more thing, I wish children didn't cry any more.