"It was hard. Of course it was hard when you're moving somewhere you don't know anything about. I honestly felt that everything that was happening of just some kind of a bad dream, but then days, weeks and months pass. And that's the moment when you realize that no, it won't and soon and you won't come back. Maybe ever. I can't say that it's bad here or I'm being oppressed, but you know, it just doesn't feel like home. Like I belong here. People won't say it, but I can see it in their eyes - they just don't understand. Not why I'm here, and definitely not who I am. I just feel... that I'm not like them and could never be. I'm just different. Was hard to realize at first, and it definitely hurt when no one wanted to even talk to me, but now I manage. Just stopped trying to pretend to be someone I am not. "

- Alyona, she moved with her family when the war just started, the was 12 at the moment. She shared that it was a really hard time leaving everything behind, when her parents suddenly decided so. She still misses her home, but said, that she understands that its probably changed from how she remember it.

"Well, I don't really know how to put it. I was 7 when we moved, right? I think like I can't remember much from the time we lived in Ukraine. I like, you know, I know that I'm Ukrainian but sometimes I don't feel like it. It begins to be easier to same something in danish than Ukrainian at some point. But I'm not a dane too, right? I still hear them laughing when I mispronounce words sometimes. And... I just don't know. I don't have much left in common with my friends in Ukraine, we just have different lives now. Sometimes I'm really lost who I am now"

- Timur, his family moved to Denmark when the war just started. He and his twin brother were 8.