enemy bullet still caught up with them, they lay separately, in a deserted house in the village of trakhimovichi. mom only managed to move the chest away and hide her behind it. the germans burst into the house and mom was taken somewhere. i wanted to get out of my hiding place, i wanted to eat, i wanted my mother to come as soon as possible, but there was such silence all around that it became scary. the girl carefully stood up, there was no one in the house, maybe her mother was somewhere on the street? the girl , stepping carefully so that the floorboard did not creak, was already approaching the door. suddenly it swung open, two people entered the house, they were talking to the quiet man, and out of joy the girl rushed to meet them. but she was pressed against the wall, it was painful, she began to cry, but one uncle began to shout at her, demanding to say who still in the house. and the girl just cried, repeating, i want to go to my mother, i’m still crying, mom, mom, policeman, i’m your mother, and i’ll take you to the barn and shoot this girl there. in december 1942 , another bloody nazi