Bratsk
When I was 16 years old, my parents made the decision to move from our hometown of Bratsk to Baku. This decision brought unexpected changes to my life, and I felt lost and vulnerable in this new environment. During this period, memories became my anchor, a way to cope with the new reality.
For six years, I lived with these "life footage" in my mind. They were images of my apartment, the shop I visited every morning for bread, the bus stop, the school, and other places that held special significance for me. These memories remained vivid in my mind.