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28/06/2022

Katya:16-year-oldgirlfromMariupol

My name is Katya. I’m 16 years old. My brother and I managed to evacuate from Mariupol. This is my story. I want you to hear.

We went to the bathroom, slept, and ate leftovers in one basement. One day Uncle Kolya caught a pigeon, and we roasted and ate it. And then we all vomited.

When our neighbor died and we couldn’t take her out, she started to smell. Then it became quiet, and Uncle Kolya took her out, and blew himself up on a trip wire attached to an explosive. Mom cried a lot. After our father had died, Uncle Kolya was the closest person.

You know that feeling when it hurts? I once fell in love with a boy, but he didn’t love me back, and I thought it hurts. But it turned out that it hurts to see your mother die in front of you. And your brother keeps coming up to her and says: “Mommy, do not sleep, you will freeze.” And we will never visit her grave. She remained in the damp and dark.

I told my brother that she was fast asleep and should not be awakened. But he seemed to understand… corpses stink so much. They were there everywhere. I covered my brother’s eyes with my mother’s scarf so that he would not see this. While we were running, I nearly vomited several times.

My own uncle is there, in Russia. Do you know what he told me on the phone today? “Katya? Who is Katya? Girl, I don’t know you. What war, what Katya?”. And then he wrote from another number. “Katya, do not write to me. It is dangerous for me and my family. And mom can’t be brought back.”

It’s also scary when children cry, but you can’t. They shouldn’t hear you crying… hug your kids! Otherwise, you will be gone, and they will not remember your smell. If I survive and then I have children, I will hug them day and night.

THIS IS A SURVIVAL STORY. BUT THOUSANDS OF UKRAINIANS WILL NOT BE ABLE TO TELL THEIR STORIES — RUSSIANS KILLED THEM. SPREAD THE TRUTH. HELP US BRING RUSSIA TO JUSTICE FOR WAR CRIMES.

*All stories are real and were taken from interviews, stories, recordings and personal blogs.
Original story in UA is here.

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