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There is no one around here. There is only me and two more women living here. There is not a single soul from the place where we live and up to the wood line. There are 28 houses and nobody around. It was scary, the houses were on fire. There is no telephone connection either with Donetsk or with Yasynuvata. Impossible to live here.
I was born in Chervonoarmiyskyi district, Zavitnyi hamlet. And after graduating from the institute, I moved here. They built a bypass road and people were overjoyed.
We mostly had process water (non-potable water) here and drinking water was delivered from the water well. It felt terrible when there was no power supply. There was neither electricity, nor water supply. We even had to go to bed at six p.m. It was some time in 2016–2017. Just terrible.
I want some peace. I go out in the morning and see the dog starts barking. She becomes agitated. She hears the shellfire before I can hear it. She starts jumping on the roof of her house and does not know where to hide. I hear: bang! That’s it, shellfire. I was hiding in the cellar, but she did not go to the cellar. She was spinning around near the cellar and so warned us.
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