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Frolova, Dar'ya
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Age 13; Russia, Moscow.


Almost all of Dasha Frolova's class at the Golden Profile private school attended the performance of 'Nord-Ost'. Dasha was the youngest. Herclassmates were 14and 15years old. Little Dasha was but 13. Shewas a straight-A student, and yet the biggest fidget in herclass

When 'Nord-Ost' was taken over by the terrorists, Dasha's grandfather was alble to break through the outermost police cordon. Hewanted to take his granddaughter's place, but the police stopped the elderlyman

The dead children from Dubrovka were placed in Morgue No. 2, but relatives did not find this out until two days later. Theykept hoping. Dasha's mother, Tatyana, was even able to phone Emergency Ministries chief Shoiga, who was able to find the servicemember who remembered carrying a girl who looked like Dasha from the theater hall. Verysimilar, and in the same clothing. Andalive. Allthe hotlines assured the Frolovas that Dasha was not among the dead. Herrelatives thought that she might be in intensive care with those who still had not yet regained consciousness. Nowthey are certain that little Dasha was already dead that morning.

Teachers from Dasha's school identified her a day later. She was perhaps the first to die, says Antonina Pavlovna, Dasha's grandmother. Tears stream down her cheeks. She was healthy, but very thin, and hadn't had anything to eat since Wednesday. Itshouldn't have taken a lot of gas. Atthe morgue they said to me: 'Straight nose, arched brows, European facial type, she looks a lot like you your granddaughter was very pretty'.

On the last Wednesday of her life, Dasha went to school in the morning, and after classes did her homework. Towards evening she called her mother at home, to make sure that it was still alright to go with her class to theplay.

You have a cold, her mother reminded her. Maybe you should just come home? Dasha, however, wanted togo.

A day before her death, Dasha called her father. Everything's okay, she tried to calm her father. They fed us, and even gave us sandwichs and something to drink.

What outrages us more than anything, was that for two days we didn't know anything, while the authorities on TV kept saying that there were no children among the dead! Dasha's grandparents compain.

Our little flower is no more, cries grandmother. Now our life has no meaning. Weprayed to the Almighty so that we could live just to see Dasha grow up.

The girl liked geography and historical novels. Shewas very socialable, and could speak perfect English. Sheeven gave tours to foreign visitors. Oncelittle Dasha promised to buy her father an inveterate fisherman his own, private island: There you can fish to your heart's content!

Recently Dasha asked for a dog for her birthday. Shesaid that she wanted to have someone warm nearby, whom she could hug and talkto

Tatyana Florova was not able to read her daughter's last words until four months later, in February of 2004.

I felt it. Iknew that she would have left me something behind, says Tatyana. Shespeaks in a steady and distinct voice, because she is a very strong-willed person. Onthe palm of her left hand, Dasha wrote: We won't die, but we don't need war anymore. The pathologist recorded this during the autopsy.

This document, in turn, was classified as confidential criminal case material. Theinvestigative organs decided that neither Tatyana Florova, nor anyone else, had a need to know Dasha's last words.

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