In 2014, the war broke out. Mum and I went to visit my grandmother. I was six at that time. A usual, I went to bed. But something happened, something that shocked me.
The whole started shaking. It seems that it was a dream. Unfortunately, it was not. A shell hit the corner of the house. I will never forget that.
At least now [being on holidays] I can enjoy life and not remember this moment.
