Oksana, Lutsk 107−03−04
The first days of the war. We all woke up simultaneously and ran to the same room. My husband nervously walked back and forth, whispering: «Bastard, Bastard, Bastard, Bastard …» I looked at our grandchildren, our frightened daughter, and our teenage son. At that moment, I didn’t know that we would flee the next day. Everyone randomly threw things in bags, and I took everything from the …