[000:00:00;00] amen, in a straight line, there is such a small room where we equipped such a small kitchen in the center and there was a long table like this. and when you turn from er to the right, you get a staircase. we have a small corridor, and then a large one. one room on the right side is burned, we spare the family . -and on the left, immediately as you enter, our family was sleeping and there were also beds where three other families were sleeping not far from us and there were also two tables where

the children were playing, they left behind them under bullets , they took the children in two hours, got together and left immediately in zaporizhzhia by two cars. this is mysyaki there is nothing, we were leaving here for me, it was the most terrible thing, i was worried about how i would take the children out when it was raining here, everything turned out like in the basement , we just went down it. it would be nice if they also prepared things like bombs, but just like that , they just cleaned such elementary things, there are a couple of benches a few beds, and then as it turned out, we didn't get in there, it was very cold, there was no light, and the only light we could find was the candles they used, they stretched them out because they were afraid

that there wouldn't be enough of them until the morning, then they disappeared the lights began to invent something, to make wiring, batteries from cars were demolished somehow, the bed was arranged and searched, every evening there was work, the balloon was brought from the house, who brought the gas stove to whom, what batteries, batteries, candles, everything that was possible now, vienna slept for the children , all the children were put on the same bed the beds were made and the adults slept on the benches , they helped each other to eat, they cooked the dishes at the same time, there were such nuances in our house that even the children cleaned the dishes, it was the landlady

of my mother who led us in order, this landlady he keeps order in the houses here, oh hooray, look for a day in the hospital, we went to the hospital, put the battery on charge, so they bring it there , nada goes to the store somewhere, and rides a scooter. how did you ride a scooter? there was no, they also gave up and left, the guys took out the trash, we had to heat the water on the hm fire, they heated the water for us , so that everyone

did not walk. and of course so that they didn't shoot. every day there were some sorties . let them be far away. well, they were all there anyway, and it's very difficult. we sat with the boys and thought that the basement was good , he endured a lot, so they were so afraid. they found everything, they pulled up all the axes, they found everything, how to make an emergency exit . why, they tried to foresee everything, as they say , in their heads. back then, when we were sitting on the street for my mother's birthday, we had to chop firewood, we went with my father to get some stumps, and there

it was. what a whistling sound , when they flew away, i threw the stump away . run to the shelter, it happened that the children went outside , we let them ride bicycles, play ball, the little one rode scooters, the sand is black, you are in the land, they are walking in the sand, well, how

did we share exactly on the elementary simple things, medicines, hygiene products, well, that was what was necessary, who, well, at that time, well, first of all, i would probably like to thank my husband. i love him very much, he is a great man, he supported us a lot, he organized the light for us in the basement , well, everything so that we felt the best we became more friendly because our team lived in the basement, our employees, well, early in the morning, two weeks ago, we planned what we would do, we would go to the shelter, we went to buy a torch, balls , er, gifts.

only on the birthday, it should all be a holiday, it should be somehow, well, she should have it for this day, she knows that she is waiting for it to get something . well, while it was quiet, we drove, there was an opportunity to go to the cover, we fixed it, that is, who was 9 years old, my child and brought the cake already from lit candles were for the child, of course it was a shock, she didn't expect that we deviated, let's take the cakes, the first words were, mom, where did you get not everything here for the children , they made it so that the children were incredible

, happy birthday to you, happiness, wishes , don't tell anyone, catch this, take the cake, go vegetable garden friends, yes, we work here, she gave everyone a piece of cake, took away the candles, almost pretended to have candles, played with balls , then we ate and went to our place, they made a bed for us , it was a large double bed

, we poured all the balls in there, we poured all the balls in there and started to scatter it, who where, well, that's very she was so nice, how amazing was she, she had such a gift , nothing, candles, that's all as it should be, even though it's the most basic, the minimum that a child needs for happiness, who will give what, yes, there are gifts in their room , it happened that we were sitting in the city with them they were drawing so much that they were asked to help us clean up there, sweep up somewhere, bring something to us, or did we try to distract them? dasha and i constantly drew there

, fooled around, set up some pranks , invented some game, girls, what do you have there , who lives there, a pig, a dog, how? i have a whole house here for you here is gold here is coca-cola from a girl she drew flowers very beautifully and i drew cats and what is written there love i drew a tree why is it

red this is spring i wish spring would come sooner sunshine very beautiful and what is there drawn, you came up with it yourself, you draw very well. and what is drawn here, what is it? this is klyaksa. it seems to me that now she is the only one of all, so that the war is over, return home to where we lived, where our corner is, where our parents and

we were all nearby, return, return to the life that we had before this, tell me, do you have a dream, where, and what is it? they were all sitting, as the siren began

, they didn’t pay any attention, let ’s see, they flew under the shaft, they flew to the people there. the balconies were closed, the roof was opened, well, you understand that gulyaipolena is exactly zero, but now it is at zero, that is, from 3-4 km from this city, there are already trenches, dugouts, everything else , starting equipment under the balcony, a garage, light from the apartment in the basement, a garden, a neighbor calls and says after night obsila says, do you know that you don't have a door in the basement or

in the garage ? and then how hard they started, then they already went into the basement, hug everyone, kiss, explain that it was not easy for the parents there , too, in that basement, measure the possibilities, try to pay attention to them . somewhere we are doing somewhere above and the city, the city is clearly visible when you see

that the shelling will start and somewhere it falls towards the city, you cannot understand where exactly and you know that you are there, your own children and this moment until you call me and i'll tell you that everything is fine. this is the most difficult, the most frightening, the beginning will evaluate everything. wow, how does it manifest itself in what, what, from what did you start to appreciate more? what exactly because life is one and only. you have to live for your children, protect your family. well, the basement brought us together more friendly, we were a friendly family . well, we became even more friendly, we started showing each other more respect, helping each other, well, everyone risks their lives in the same way

, and the police have already happened in the garden, and the communal services, too. saw them do it they clean it all up after, well, after these smokestacks, everything so that the garden at least did not look like a ruin, at least it was possible to take a leisurely ride on the communal roads, they are the same residents who are at risk, the same firefighters who bring water to the garden bring water from outside the city, 5 km even more than that they go to the city, they take water and bring drinking water to the people, the city and everyone who stayed says that with what they risk , they want peace, they want to return to their native home , a kind of city that we always dreamed of leaving

in search of a better life, but with the war we realized that after all, where you were born, there is your most native, most favorite city, even people who are just us. well, how simply we talked at work . good morning. goodbye. that's how we became, you could say, a family. we became one big family. there are 22 of us living in the basement and we are one big family . the most terrible day was when a shot flew into our roof at night. beginning 4. we heard the first two explosions. we realized that it was nearby . we were all

sleeping . rockets in the neighborhood were very audible and i understood that there would be something closer, something worse, and i immediately lay down closer to the children, i was scared of me, even if you held this room, even if it did not fall into the ceiling , this is all above us. the crypt, well, they were still worried that it was built a long time ago, and did you even, and the third one walked right into our building and it was very scary, and for a minute and a second , probably those worries for the children, for themselves, for those who are nearby, second families who are near the children

of other families were also very scared and cried so are parents, well, everyone's friends, it's when we waited, well, it's scary every time, it's scary, well, i'm already scared for the children , the last time, when you were two times, come , i was completely afraid to go outside. we were afraid that they would see the consequences of what happened there, when we were all sitting and we we were all sitting on the same bed due to the fact that at once boo bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou bou

you remember because you don't want to remember but you do you want to forget all this because it was very audible and very scary at that moment when we got to where we were hiding it was cold and when we went out into the yard then we saw that there was no roof over us you bomb

shelter just saved us i even wondered why i didn't leave earlier on the 17th, we got 15 minutes of the first one, we got into the roof, and before twenty-six on the eighteenth, we got the whole yard. i said, i won't sit here already, and of course i grabbed the children and we left , fear is always present well, only if it is possible to live in constant fear. well, it is impossible to go for a walk because you are just sitting and shaking. it is impossible. the children tried to distract themselves with something to do and do something for themselves because it makes something faster and easier. well , we just sat there shaking. we did not

ask for so much and would not have created for ourselves.

these are the conditions, amen , search for stories in which everyone like me can change osadcha and this is a project to find your own. today we will tell you the stories of two men. this is viktor fedyai from kharkiv oblast. his cousin svitlana is looking for a man of 5-6

they took the boys from the village, they took them in an unknown direction. who doesn't know where they are? and this is oleg petlyuk from zaporizhzhia. his ex-wife tetyana is looking for him. no one knows how he left. no one has seen him anywhere . first, let's tell a story that happened in the kharkiv region in the village of vilshana, victor fedyai. he lived there all his 57 years. cousin svitlana told us that victor loved this place, he worked at the logging farm, he was such a good-natured , cheerful grape grower, he grew apples very much

, he liked the price, well, why didn’t he ask for everything? he knew how to do it and what to plant, even though they were cousins, but svitlana and viktor were close, they talked a lot and saw each other often , on viti’s birthday on september 1st, we arrived and started the birthday party , we were like relatives when the russian troops entered the village, viktor refused to leave for a long time and stayed god is convinced that he is on his land , that he is in his house, that he, as a man, must keep all this, the only one who managed to persuade to evacuate was viktor's wife, olga, this is, as they say, lucky

the corridor was closed to sumy for a while , and people were being taken out through belgorod , and she left belgorod already for sumy and for the border with sumy, and she got to me. viktora olga needs help right now, that's why the main part of the search was taken over by her sister svitlana . while viktor was in the village, relatives kept in touch by phone every day. we go out every day, on the evening of january 6, as usual , we called. he told me that he had already taken care of the housework and was going to go to bed, and in the morning the next day he didn't get in touch, he

didn't contact us in the morning. and we thought maybe the phone had run out of power. russian troops knocked on viktor's door, when they came in they met a shepherd dog, they shot directly , took the stairs, he called us at 20:00 . the last time he was already in the house, and when the neighbors came to close the house, well, that's it. it was dismantled, he was gone already at night, after 50 they made such a raid that there is no freedom. that night, they took away not only victor's husband from the village of vilshana, and 5-6 boys were taken from the village, they also took the lord of an unknown direction. simply no one knows svitlana was in despair she could not understand why the russian troops broke into victor

's house, because they were extremely careful in phone conversations, i can't judge like that, please, you understand, maybe some kind of free labor force is possible, that's how people are, maybe something they could invent something of their own there, what they were doing on the song side was bad without wasting a single minute. svitlana immediately reported to the police hotline, immediately called 102 , came to the police, passed a dna test according to all search protocols, svitlana contacted all the necessary authorities we sold wanted, we submitted we submitted a lawyer to the national bureau as a whistle-blower to the red cross. i have an incoming number to register the red cross. we submitted to the sbu and also submitted a working group where people are

forcibly kidnapped when all possible applications was submitted, all that remained was to wait, then svitlana, together with viktor's wife olga, decided to write him a letter, she wrote randomly to the pseudo-leaders of the so-called dnr and lnr , we did not cry for him, i wrote him a letter even as a brother, i will now be with you , but you will not receive anywhere we with nadiya and maybe he will get the long-awaited news . on march 17, viktor's fellow villagers, who were kidnapped by the russians, were returned to ukrainian soil in the same period. they reported that they had seen viktor, that he was alive against him natalia yashchuk,