Reporting by Anna Dolgarevoy
"Evacuation of residents of Donetsk:" I'm not going anywhere, "Evacuation is carried out on a special armored vehicles unit" Legion "of the Ministry of Emergency Situations, because attacks continue ... I was standing near the house on the street Listoprokatchikov!. Before the war, it was a luxury housing - apartment buildings, recently built, attractive and fun. About a kilometer or two could be heard exploding shells. The old via MChSniki climbed into the machine. A woman in a yellow robe crying in the yard. Her name was Marina, and she endured diapers youngest daughter. She was not going to go anywhere because there was nowhere to go to her.
"I have the baby one year and nine months. I made a diaper, I see - a car came to evacuate people. And what you need? I do not even know ... We have nowhere to go. I have a small child. In the apartment next door girl for four months.
Yesterday all day flew. The house is shaking, the baby cries. He says: "Mommy, I want to live at home." We lived on a little flat, and all the time lived here. I do not want to leave, we have nowhere to go.
Often it arrives. January 31, it was a hell of hell. In my eyes flew alongside on Listoprokatchikov 3a. I heard exploding shells. My heart ... I'm on medication all day. But I'll be here. I do not know, maybe I think I'm a little crazy, but I'll be here until the last.
Heating we have. The main thing is that no heating. Imagine me in the apartment forty percent of the light and seventeen degrees in the apartment. I have a child potty still does not understand, she just walks in diapers. And so we live. Who is going to go for the milk. My husband has gone. He says: "You stay in the apartment." I say, "Why?". He says: "If a mine will arrive in a car, so at least someone will stay with the children." So we live.
I'm not going anywhere. This is my city, my Donetsk. Or feet first, or we will stay here. The water is a trickle, this morning went to. The girl older, you see, blood pressure rose, her bad nerves, she had terrible diarrhea. When this all happened 31 numbers, strong children's ears shut, sit down ... We have in the dressing room the safest place. There are two bearing walls and armored door. It is believed that the safest place. That's how we live. Who cooked the soup, a chicken will do, in the oven, like a pull. And that evening will not know. "
On top of the neighbors shouted to Marina told how they live without light and heat.Transmitted to ask the military to protect them. Very foul language against the Ukrainian army.
Pass.
Military. You, please, very protective. Do not throw the Marina with their children. "