Natalia Dedova Vic Dedoff Sasha Dedov It is me, Natalia Dedova, who is writing. 9 days ago, on March 11, at lunchtime, my world...

I will never walk down Myru Avenue [Peace Avenue — Ed.] with my dog again. I will never again open my apartment with a key and will not...

Do you know how scary it is to leave beloved ones now, even for a few minutes? I repeat to myself that I am no longer in hell, but I...

I’m drifting off all the time. Day and night. As if a sleepy dormouse crept into me. I am nodding off even during the horrid airstrikes....

I still can’t understand how people care about something different apart from saving their lives. When we got to the first safe place and...

Hello, my darlings, I am alive, and now I have a long life to live. While my city is dying in an excruciating death. And me too, I’d been...

Good evening, Ukraine’s here. We aren’t sleeping. We’re not. We’re not even sure what day it is today. Looks like a painfully long one....