Why is peace so important to me?

Peace. Such a beautiful word, tender and dear. When I hear it, my heart skips a beat.

During these four years I realized a lot of things and experienced many events. There were some funny moments, and very scary ones.

It all started when I went to my fifth grade not on the first of September, but on the first of October. I remember how we were trained to walk in an organized way into a bomb shelter. One day they took us out into the hallway away from the windows and after a while they let us go home. And that morning they said that we were switching to distance learning - to study at home for about a month.

One of the most terrible nights in my life is associated with fireworks. No, there were no fireworks at that time. I had a dream where my family and I were walking in the park and watching big and beautiful fireworks. But in fact, these were bombs exploding, and the sky was red.

Very often I recall walking with my brother in the yard, when they were testing weapons at the test site. It was very scary and very loud.

I remember, once we were at home, watching the behavior of my cat. When they shot very [hard], my cat hid under a stool in the corridor. And while she was sitting there, we went out into the corridor, but thank God, nothing happened.

And I very [well] remember how a dolphin was born at the Dolphinarium on one of my birthdays, and it was named Mir [means Peace].

Despite the war, it was very fascinating with friends. I was very sad to leave my beloved city, my dear apartment, my friends and grandparents. For a year and a half, I have been living in Kyiv and time and again I feel sad for those times.

For me, peace is very important. I want to be able, if not to live in my hometown, then at least visit it when I want, and not just once a year. I want to go out and have fun with my friends. I want to live in my apartment.

If there was peace, my life would be so much better. I’d want all families to reunite. I don’t want to write gloomy stories all the time and finish my condition with gloomy music. I just want to live!

To live, not to think about difficulties, I want to make up for those moments of my childhood that I missed because of this war. I want peace as soon as possible so that I can fall asleep not in tears, but with a smile on my face.

Throughout this time, I understood that friendship and family are the most important things in life. I have learned to appreciate even the most trivial moments of my life. Now I appreciate every day, every minute. I even got to love my school.

Currently my mood can be described with a phrase from the book "Anne of Green Gables", I very often walk as in this phrase: "With broken heart hidden under the mask of smiling face." I hope that soon my situation will change, and I will be able to live for my pleasure, just for myself.