As a child, I never understood when it was written on the postcards were written "I wish you peaceful sky over your head." I always wondered: why? People seem to be normal, healthy, civilized. I never understood why they did it. Up to a certain point.
When the war was just beginning, it was very wild, very scary. There was no understanding why, why it was necessary at all, and how to live in it.
The first time I encountered war was when I got to school. There is a plant there and a number of broken homes, twisted cars, all the fences were broken. I was very scared.
Once I followed my mom and dad, and they started shooting very hard, very hard. I just started to panic, I had hysteria. Well, it was far from my mom, I had to meet her at the bus stop. Dad started walking faster, picking up mom, we're not going to leave her alone.
War is scary. Everyone started to appreciate evrything more. I used to think: relatives live nearby, well, they live, nothing like that. And now I have to go to my godmother for more than a day. I only visit her once a year for the summer.
I want peace. And to keep things the same.
