The war in Ukraine lasts for the fifth year. Initially, the dynamic conflict turned into a static position war. Despite the Minsk agreements to guarantee a ceasefire, violations of the truce do occur every day, often causing fatalities. On the front line, houses where civilians try to survive border with the army occupied at the time of war. Mortar shells are falling, killing both civilians and soldiers. The civilians experience the effects of war the most. Hunger pensions make them live in the front, home reality. The soldiers speak straight. It is a war so quiet not to talk about it and so intense that it would prevent normal functioning. Those who stayed, like Halina living in the village of Trojeckie, whose farm has already been directly hit twice, dangerously get used to the war reality. In the third shelling, a neighbours house was hit. The house that was their dacha. They came to her from nearby Mironowsk. It was unfortunate that have slipped on the dacha, when about ten mortar shells fell on the village. The habit of war, in a dream killed my father Yuri and younger Thirteen-year-old Dima. Eighteen-year-old Andrei and his mother Svetlana survived. Andrei with a fragment in his leg and ragged body. A mother with an open stomach wound was waiting for help for over an hour and a half. Drenched in a collapsed roof and crushed by her husband's corpse. If it were not for a happy coincidence, help would come much later. Despite the situation, everyone tries to live normally. But what a life, where the dog needs to give vodka and butter, so that he will not be afraid.