We never thought it would happen like this. There is a front line around our village. My native street is turning into ruins before my eyes. Dozens of houses were smashed.
But the most terrible thing is to see peaceful people die. The woman was standing, talking on her mobile phone – and the shell killed her.
I'm all alone. The son remained in Dokuchaievsk, the husband is in the hospital, far from home. On the day of his birth, his leg was amputated. My husband has diabetes – and a small injury led to amputation.
I haven't seen my husband in weeks. I can't get to the hospital. I recently fell and broke my arm. Due to my injury, I can't do gardening and housework. I'm only strong enough to feed the chickens.
My own sister Zinaida from Mariupol came to help me. She helps me with gardening.
