I remember I was staying at home. My mother and I heard some shots – we got scared at once. My mother immediately ordered a bus and we left. Because there were hostilities there. There is shooting, tanks drive back and forth and people are killed. We were gone for three weeks, and then we returned.
Everything seemed to be calm and quiet in our area, while in other places the war was still going on. Then 2015 came, and everything was fine with us. I learned to understand people more, and how bad they sometimes feel.
I have a dream – that no one ever dies.
