Today, two years ago, at 5:15 in the morning i woke up because i heard few military airplains flying over our building. I picked up my phone and read the worst news - war has started...
The day before, on the 23rd february i was balling my eyes out. I was feeling something, that terrible things will happen, but my boyfriend was calming me down that the war with ruzzia will not happen. He was wrong.

I remember how i sat all day long with the phone in my arms reading horrible news. My eyes were hurting from the constant reading and scrolling and readding again and again. And the news were getting worse and worse by the passing minute. So many cities were bombed, occupied, people killed in just one day. We were all afraid and confused.

I remember i was scared of the birds flying in the sky for some time. I thought they were rockets or airplains. I couldn't sleep well for a few days - each siren was like the worst alarm imaginable. We would grab our belongings and go to the first floor behind the elewator, because it was the safest place. I mean, we had basement in the building, but it's just a death trap - no proper ventilation, not second exit, no supplies. Our country wasn't ready for this war.

The worst bombings began in August-September. Few building collapsed to the ground (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49284139/) and a lot of explosions was in the close proximity to our building. I was waking up every night at 3-4 at the morning because i was so used that explosions would happen in this time that my inner clock started waking me up at that time. The most scary thing was that we would hear explosions and after a minute the sirens would go off. It was because the front lines are too close to our city that the radars can't detect them in time.

In October of 2022 we decided to move to Kyiv. We have relatives here so we had a place to stay. Here we could catch a breath for a bit. I mean it's still not safe, but at least we have some time to think and to move to a safe place before the shelling. I'm still really anxious and i have bad days sometimes when all bad things just weigh me down so hard that i can't do anything.

But it's nothing compared to all brave men and women who protect and serve out country. I'm trying to donate when i can, but the prices are climbing up and it's getting a bit difficult. But it won't stop me - i will still do my part because i want to live a peaceful life, i want a peaceful life for my parent and for my people. I always feel incredibly sad when i come to the maidan nezalezhnosti, when i see all these flags for fallen soldiers and civilians. My heart breaks for every one of them...

We need to fight and remember those who fell in the battle for freedom, for our future. They will always be in our thought and hearts.
Please, donate, share and speak about us in your country. We still need your support. And we are so gratefull for all help that the world has given us already.

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