Firing line. When they start shooting, everything falls right on us. We live at the boundary. It's clear what we're experiencing here.
Everything was destroyed. We have about 10 shells only in the garden, I guess. There are so many holes. Countless number. We have many trees, and cherry trees, nut trees, apple trees, etc. They all were destroyed by shells. And a shell flew into the house. Straight to the house! The roof was destroyed. It fell right into the house through the ceiling.
I had a dog and a cat. They were both killed. A shell fell and killed them. We used to have a farmstead. We had a cow and a pig. Well, now there is nothing. The attacks still go on.
Tchaikovskoho Street was such a great street. People here were friendly. This street was always clean. We have lived in fear for the last five years. We don't know where to run. We just hear banging all the time.
Shells whistle over our heads. It was very scary, creepy, then we ran and hid in the basement, or somewhere else. How can people live here? People have no windows. How can you live like that, especially in winter? It is clear that people have left. Everyone who has children has left.
I have three children: two sons and a daughter, and six grandchildren. My two sons are in Kharkiv, and Daughter is in Kupinsk. They don't come here at all. Because of the shooting. Grandmother will never allow her grandchildren to go under fire. What? To frighten them here? Let's wait for peace. Grandma will visit them herself.
Now, of course, it is not the same as it was in 2014-2015. We don't feel safe yet, but we're not so afraid. Maybe people will come back. All the houses are empty. Maybe they will. We want people to come home, so that they don't wander around and live in other people's homes.
What we will do in the first place? We'll make a feast and celebrate for the whole week.
