At twenty minutes past five, the explosions left Belarus. I call my husband, I tell him not to wait, but to go home. He was in Kyiv, he worked as a driver. He had to take the people by morning minibus and bring them here to Chernihiv.

About an hour and a half later, he rushed here to his home in Kolychivka. It was already heard specifically about the explosions. I arrived, let's pack something else and hide it in the cellar, because it will burn. Huts will burn, that's all. We put water in steps in canisters, rice, buckwheat, sugar, polyethylene bags are healthy, and then we also rewound it with tape so that moisture does not collect.

All the shakes, pieces of which, all this on the potatoes in balls, everything is packed so that nothing is raw. And they already put a little foam there.

And I'm already looking at disruptions over Chernihiv, burning, smoking. I don't know where the child is doing. I remember, I took a rake and let's rake ‒ in my yard, then let's take everything off the ground from winter.

I have a son, they were not yet painted with a canopy, but already lived together. And I called him, saying: "Dima, come on to our village". Then for a day or two it rings: "Oh, mom, they already have such a defense here. You no longer know whether Katsap tanks are driving or ours". And they sat just in the basement for seven or six days without climbing up into the room. Maybe the nights jumped out there, it was so bad there too. And the tanks were standing near the house.

Well, I'm on my husband and I say: "Sasha, give you an icon in your pocket. If you want, the sprinter left the one he came from Kyiv on at home, get on your own minibus and let's pick up the children.

He was let through the bridge, he jumped back to Masany (Chernihiv district), took him away. I haven't seen my daughter-in-law yet. This is how we got such an acquaintance. They come in: "I say, hello, daughter-in-law. That's not how we thought we would get to know each other like this". They cried and I already think that at least I will have my children here. We took them somewhere, well, on the second of March.

There was already a checkpoint in the direction of Chernihiv. Our soldiers are everywhere. And I say to Dimka, to my son: "Dima, let me cook somewhere, let's arrange a soldier somewhere". I boiled 10 liters of potatoes and took them to the checkpoint. The guys say: "You don't have to. We have this restaurant here, so we will cook it ourselves". I say that I will come tomorrow. And so we brought them until the 4th, and on the 5th our boys moved to Kolychivka, closer to me.

I say: "Oh, Sasha, now I will be in the village. I will cook here for soldiers as well, I am satisfied wherever I can eat". I say to the guys next to the house: "If you are frozen or something, eat ‒ jump in. Come at night, I have a generator, I have gasoline".

I already carry blocks and a phone to my husband. When the guys found out that there was a generator, they threw me those phones. I don't know where they are already. And that's what I ran with those phones. I hear that something whistles like that, but not like that anymore. I already knew how much I was shooting and how many seconds. I sat down, it "fucked" somewhere in the cemetery after three arrivals. I went up further, I'm running. I don't run to my yard again, again to my neighbors. I sat down, and it flew to them. And I open the door. I run and hear that again the same whistle. And I, before reaching my door, fall up like this. If it hadn't fallen, it would have combed me too. This is bullshit. And I jump into horror, the man is sitting and the children are here, and there was also a neighbor. Already by the time she got there, this third one flew here. I say: "Well, 5-6 seconds and there will be more". "I will strangle even one katsapa, I will not go anywhere", ‒ says the man. Children run like ants down there into the basement.

I haven't even gone down yet and I'm coming here. I have windows from the second floor, everything flew away. I hear that the neighbor has all the slate like that, everything. And then the neighbor shouts, "Okryi, Sasha was hurt". And he went out to look into the corridor and got a fragment. It is completely cut down, the neck is cut down, the tongue is torn.

And the blood came out in so many seconds that it had already poured everything here. Even before the man reached us, he took his son by the left hand, I am by the right. He was already yellow, she pressed him on the nochta, there is no longer any solution, nothing. I already see that everything. I did say: "Daddy, you know that we loved you and will love you, and we will remember, only you have the last seconds".

And my hand is letting go. At first he squeezed so hard, then let him go, he left and showed "hold on". And that's it. I'm already sitting and two more arrivals to the garden. And I sit with my hands and collect blood. Then she wrapped that bucket with her husband's blood in a glue box and put it in the shed. Well, four liters leaked here on the asphalt. The tankers run in because I started screaming first. And the soldiers ran. What is? And one poor man vomits. And let's collect blood, I say: "I will plant a tree on the shore".

I say: "Don't look, guys, because it will last a lifetime". The dog, who loved Sasha so much too, jumps out, sees that he is already dead and in the cellar. And there the second door is wooden and begins to bite them. That's whether it's a dead end, or I don't know how it is. Runs again and is sniffed ‒ runs again and gnaws again. 

And I'm going to the tank, the boys are going. I say: "Guys, stop, brake. Bring the man to the shed at least". They helped, carried it away.

He lay there at night. So she covered it all, his face, because the son sits over them at night. It stopped bombing somewhere at two o'clock at night and he is sitting, saying: "House, don't open it, because it's not so beautiful, then it will always be remembered". I say, and I'll go and cry myself.

"So you told me, ‒ I remember, ‒ that 'It won't even take you time to wash me.'". As in my dreams. So, ‒ I say, ‒ you washed. In four hours I washed, cut my nails and changed my faucet in the bathroom there". A faucet was bought because the water was boiling a little. He said so literally early that he would change the faucet, because no matter how it becomes, I don't know how to change the faucets.

And then the son says: "Mom, what to expect here?". I asked the boys to bring me the tomb.

The son says that let's take the husband, the father already for him, to the garden, because we won't find a grave here. And the boy soldiers suggest that he be buried in the yard. I say, "Boys, I won't instill, throw the ground on my naked body. No matter how he is there in the oilcloth or in the veil, I will not. If there is no grave, then we will take it out". And it was about -7 degrees, the son was driven here by a sprinter, and he was already beaten here. 

We dragged Sasha into the sprinter. The dog, I, my daughter-in-law, did not find the cat, and let's move out on the frozen ground.

And we are in the garden, the morgue had a familiar morgue director, we put him there. They thought something would change here. Until the 15th, he lies there. "Home, ‒ say, ‒ let's hide it, lies -25 in the freezer everything". I also collected straws from the house, and covered them all, and they bought them in the garden. There was both a suit and a tomb. And we are in Zabarivka, the father is there who threw the tomb into the car himself, sang it all away.

He was in such a position that little by little we put him down. So much that both straw and a bedspread were laid. This director already says that he will not close the lid of the grave. They closed it anyway, took it to Zabaravka, to bury it. They just started hiding, it's already arrival. They were quickly buried.

There were also slippers and a bedspread. I ask my father, where is all this? He says: "Leave it, because we are hiding here. There are simply naked bodies that have nothing to turn even into. No bedspreads, no slippers."

I tell my sister, it was half the second day that I was going to the village. The daughter-in-law started crying. I say I will survive, this is not my death.

And they went to Liskovitsa. Just like that bombed, everything in the smoke. Then she came to the bridge. The guys say, "Where are you going?" "To the village, boys", ‒ I answer. "Yeah, well, what are you. We won't let you go, look at it, what a flight". "I already know where what's flying. I know where I go", ‒ say. I reach the Anisiv descent, it is the arrivals that burn, smoke. "Woman, where are you going?", ‒ shouting. "I'm going to the village", ‒ says. "Well, at your own risk", ‒ let go. It just went a little like that, look at the Anisiv descent.

I hear it humming, I'm watching a drone. I read a little, I climbed under the snags, it slapped a couple of times. She left. The guys from the Anisiv descent, the soldiers there, also look at me like that, show that it is abnormal. And I normally reached the railway bridge. I think where is better. Whether where nothing burns or where it does. Because maybe there were stretch marks. I still chose where exactly the right side was on fire. I think there's already some stretch somewhere or something, that's how it has already exploded.

Because it could be along the track... Because it happened that I was driving as I wore, yes, jumping running or cycling, so as not to touch me from the track. And I went to the right side, under the forest.

I went further, I see a woman on the right side. I say: "No katsapav?" "No, no", ‒ answers. I'm running, guys are already here on my side on the street. "Where are you from?", ‒ ask. I say: "From the city. Well, look, the face is red. She spanked on foot from the railway station. How will I dump you?" They climb out, hug.

That's where I poured that man's blood when I came home from the city. And she planted a tree there. Only three of them planted. First I plant this white one. It is a tree like acacias, leaves, and such handsome ones are thrown away. I took three pieces, poured out blood and planted this most crushing thing. I say: "Sasha, this is already yours for you. And I'll plant two more, if it were as if, who knows, if I will survive there, what".

Two trees have already passed for 40 days, which I still planted so easily, dried up. And this is what Sasha was the first to plant.

I was all in the basement. I couldn't even be in the house for a month or two, as we had already been bombed. I wanted hornbeam silence. It's three or four nights for me. I didn't sleep, I just sat on the fossils in the basement. I wanted that silence of the dungeon. Then she broke herself a lot.

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