When I was little, the war started. We were driving in the car.    It was evening. I heard shots - I was very scared. At one point I started to freak out. They started firing at our car. We began to turn around, a bullet, aiming at the car, zipped right past my ear. We turned around and left for Sviatohorsk. We thought we would stay for a week, but we stayed for five years.

I heartily hope that the war will end in Donetsk, and we will leave back.