Today, April 25 Grandma all night not sleeping, I did not know that this may disturb the old man. So it was scary and I quietly climbed up on a cold oven and a wing old guard. The morning of April 26. I woke up late as usual, in the village that something happened, something strange going on in the depths of the countryside could be heard shouting someone cried someone screaming. I ran over my grandmother in tears for some reason I started hugging and crying, the grandmother, I do not where I'm not going stay with you I said, but this woman Grunya more sobbing. Take me home began to collect my things, I looked tupya eyes and can not seem to understand where I collect. and so we sat shivering with knots on her knees at night when I dozed off came the big bus grandmother woke me and suddenly looked up with eyes, but said calmly I need to go, Mom I will. Imagine my fear in a 11-year take the bus with people in white coats.
Baba Grunya left and stand to accompany me on the bus were among children and 5 adults, and their faces were pale and frightened. AND Then I burst into tears as his hands and hit the bus door, a woman came silently hugged me and said that we are all going to the hospital where we find our parents and that the city no longer exists. Most likely, this woman was scared than me but held. I did not know what the worst thing for my childhood, I come. What will I see my grandmother in just one year where she died at the hospital that my favorite shot of Rex as half the dogs in the village. the fact that our village is not become. We were taken to a military hospital two days later mother came with her brother and sister, all the things that we had only managed to collect something that my grandmother and mother. .
Much has changed in our life, 10 years after my mother's brother died of the days stopped laughing, and was not our father. After the death of his brother, we went to our city wanted to find our house and found only what was left of him. I was surprised by one of our old walls of the room and now our record store where I beautifully spoil the new wallpaper on them by drawing houses. Many interesting, because they want to go to Chernobyl to see the streets deserted house. And I so want to forget everything but you can not just do not have a choice. It's part of my own.