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I heard a noise approaching, getting closer and closer, and I thought it was a missile headed straight for our house. I grabbed my daughter and I physically threw her out into the corridor… thinking maybe she’d be slightly safer. It turned out the sound was a fighter jet passing overhead. My daughter was traumatized, sobbing uncontrollably. I burst out crying too... At that moment I knew I couldn’t take this danger to my family any more. I had to leave or else go crazy...
Finding a place on the evacuation train was a nightmare, but we got out. We stayed a short while in Lviv, then took a bus to Warsaw. It was a 30-hour journey. By the end of that you all feel like one big family...
I’m so grateful to the volunteers who helped with food and water... You’re stood in a field in the middle of the night, in this never-ending queue, and you don’t know if your supplies will last to the border... and then in the morning you see volunteers with freshly made food and hot tea. Just thinking about it brings me to tears. Thank you! There are still kind people in the world…
My family back in Ukraine like to tell me everything’s fine, but I know it’s not true. It breaks my heart. The only personal item I took with me was a rattle my daughter played with as a baby. All my other personal items I had to leave behind – and that includes my husband…
PERSONAL ITEM: HER DAUGHTER’S RATTLE