Diary of War

8 March 2022

Day thirteen

Vesna [Mariupol]

Mom hasn’t said a word since we crawled through the bushes, leaving Aleksey behind. 

I wonder if I could call anyone. My cellphone has run out of battery, the electricity is out most of the time, and phone lines and internet connections have been dead for days now. The last time we watched the news, no one said a thing about Mariupol, as if we’re all dead and buried already.