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On February 24, I met him on the train. On the 23rd, I got on it and went on a business trip for work. Until 24, I was working as an interior designer, we had our studio. We were engaged in the design, we had a large company in the city center, and everything was good. And it was then that our services were very useful, but now unfortunately not. On the 23rd, I didn’t expect such a disaster to come to us. And when everyone was leaving the city on the 24th, I was thinking about how to get back home. Thank God, I left the business trip with my friends who were also from Kherson, so we immediately went back. at 2 am I was already home. we went around the city of Mykolaiv because it was all tanks. The road was very long and challenging. We were approaching the Antonivsky bridge, I remember when we passed through the soldiers, they asked us where are you going, are you crazy, we just wanted to go home and we turned off all the lights They said just gas, and with God, we did it the next day I thought it would be over and done with, but no, I came to my sister’s house and house right next to the river and right next to Antonov bridge and it was extremely dangerous. Our friends suggested that we go to their apartment in the center, we thought it would be calm, but we did and for a month we lived there, we lived there every day, and we went down several times.

but it was not in our house, it was in a house next door, so we met a woman who was a total stranger to us and she offered to live with us because it was safer and more convenient, or every time we ran across the street to the shelter we were putting ourselves in danger to The main street and since March 3, when they occupied our city, they just drove tanks, we just saw them with machine guns with all these big shells and it was terrifying and dangerous, so on March 20, we decided to leave with my sister and her son.

My mother did not believe in this, she stayed at home because she said that [music] it would all end and our army would defend and win all the battles, but it was not that simple. As it turned out, my mother lasted a month and it was very hard to endure, so we persuaded her and she also She left, but her way was much more difficult, she had already made a 1300-kilometer loop through Zaporizhzhia, they spent the night in villages that were already very disorganized, where there was no light because there were 10 checkpoints at the time because later there were more of them

They did not let us pass, threatening to shoot the car, but they did, all the fields were mined We just prayed to God and there was no connection, just that my mother left and arrived.

Good afternoon. We are my family, immigrants from the Kharkiv region, Kharkiv district, the village of Tsirkuny. our town has been under occupation since the first day of the war. On February 24, 2022, at 5 am, we heard explosions from the direction of Belgorod. when we went outside, we saw the shells in the sky. We realized that the war had started. we woke up our children. we have three boys: the eldest was 13 years old, the middle one was 8 years old and the youngest was 2 years old. We were very scared, so we woke the boys up, and I told the older ones to pack all their necessary things. We packed everything in one bag, took the documents, and put it all in the car. We decided to leave, but the first BMPs had already arrived on our street. We were very scared, we all hid in the cellar and we realized that we would not be able to leave. we were scared, we did not know what was waiting for us next. On February 24, at one o’clock in the afternoon, an air raid began on Kharkiv and the nearest villages. We went down to the cellar. then I only realized in the cellar that I had jumped out of the house without shoes and in just socks. By some miracle of God, we must have managed to leave Tsvirkuny. we were running at a very high speed, we did not know where we were going, then we decided that we would go to the village of Vlasivka in the Krasnohrad district. here we are now because we cannot return home even if the war ends. If our house was intact, we would probably have returned home by now, but our house is damaged, it is impossible to live in it, and there is no roof. missiles flew into our yard twice – once into the summer kitchen, where there are no walls, no windows; and the second time it flew into our house – there is no roof, no windows, no ceiling, so it is impossible to live there. so we have to stay here, unfortunately. we want to go home. We don’t work, sometimes my husband goes home and stays there to do some work on the house. And yet, there is no funding for our village for houses because the war is still going on.