The war in the city

Hello everyone

It boiled over, it hurt (I live in the shelled city of Belgorod, many consider this city to be Ukraine, yes, it is located on the border with the beautiful city of Kharkov. The frontier is suffering from all this. Many have left the city. It hurts to see the city being destroyed. There were two attacks just today. My daughter and I met one attack at home, the second on the street. It is calmer to meet the shelling at home.

On the street, I did not understand at first for about three seconds what it was. But taking the children, they quickly ran to the shelter of the entrance. We walked on the playground next to the house.
It is difficult to describe what a person feels at this moment in words. This is fear, anger and the question of WHY? I don't understand why all this is necessary.

I've already had two arrivals near my house, it's hard to stay calm, but it's necessary for the sake of the children. Of course, the whole world does not care that there is shooting somewhere, everyone has their own life. I live in the wrong place, at the wrong time of course. War is always bad, people are dying, a lot of people are dying.

Here are the shots after today's arrivals, taken from the telegram channels.