Translated it so more people could understand how Ukrainians feel right now. We read these every day. In Mariupol people would bury their family and neighbors right in the yards, on playgrounds, in parks and football fields. Assembling makeshift crosses from broken window frames. Remember this when you hear about civilian casualties statistics, there's a story like this behind every one of them.
Today we talked for 3 hours with Katya. She is also from Mariupol. She is 16, and has a 5 year old brother. Further a recording of her words:
“Do you know that feeling when it hurts? I once fell in love with a boy, but he didn't respond, and I thought it hurt. But it turned out that it hurts to see your mother slowly die in front of you. And your brother keeps coming up to her and say: "Mommy, don't sleep, you'll freeze." And we will never be able to visit her grave. She remained in the dark, damp basement. We went to the toilet, slept, ate leftovers - all in the same basement. Somehow [stepfather] Kolya caught a pi