Ask any mother what is most precious to her in the world, and I am certain you’ll hear the same answer: Children. But this terrible war means death to children.
‘Dead’ and ‘children’ — these two words refuse to stand side by side. As a mother, I know it’s impossible even to utter them. It means broken hearts, broken families and broken destinies.
Now I have to tell the world about Alice from Okhtyrka. She did not live to be eight years old. She was killed during the shelling of her city along with her grandfather, who covered her with his own body.
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