“The shell hit my school and blew up the teacher and pupils”

Mom and I lived a restful life. Once we learned about what happened in Donbass, we left Donetsk for Mariupol.

A week later, a shell hit my school and blew up the teacher and pupils. 

Then, a week hence, a shell hit my house. The windows in the whole house were broken by a blast wave. Many people died.

Now I live a restful life, and I am grateful to all those who protect me on the front line.