New Year is a time of miracles, but not for little Nikoloz and his seriously ill mother. “Dear Santa, I don’t need toys, I just want my mommy to not hurt anymore, I know you are a real magician, I beg you, give her health …” – that’s what 9-year-old boy Nikoloz writes to Santa, because toy cars with large, beautiful wheels are not at all his dream on New Year’s holiday. His young mother, Aliona, does not wear heels and dresses, her outfit is large and heavy metal structures. The days and nights of Nikoloz are filled with the tears of his mother, crying from unbearable pain.

His hands are clenched into fists, his body is twisted in a spasm, muffled mooing or screaming sometimes breaks from mute lips – either from unbearable pain, or from thirst – Nika cannot say that he is thirsty otherwise. Another life of an innocent child was ruined by a terrible disease – cerebral palsy; another child on this earth is never destined to become an adult … A boy named Nika, at the age of 14, does not talk, does not walk, does not sit, can’t brush a fly off. Nika’s entire family – 45-year-old mother Mzia, 11-year-old sister Lika, and 6-year-old brother Tamazi – is in an unequal battle with Nika’s serious illness.

Johnny shakes his head quickly back and forth, smiling or crying. Johnny moves all the time. I wonder how his heart does not get tired! Just one second – and he is already at the edge of the bed, and you must catch him so that he does not fall on the floor. His body suddenly bends, and he falls on the bed. His legs twitch, his arms wave in the air. The smile on his face gets replaced by suffering. Such orders his brain gives him 24 hours – not to stop even for a minute. To strain his body like a stone. So that it’s scary to touch it.

“When Nino was in mommy’s tummy, I was little too, but I told her there: “Go out, go out!!!” I patted mother’s tummy. Maybe my sister got sick because of this and can’t be cured? Eh, I really wanted to have a little sister to play dolls and different games with,” – 7-year-old Lika yearns and looks sadly at Nino, who screams and hits herself on the head with her hand.

Just a couple of minutes spent with Vaniko are enough to never forget how he suffers and what terrible pains this little twelve-year-old boy has to endure. Not every adult can endure even a thousandth of such hell! Sometimes this calm, handsome, like an angel, boy strains like a string! His veins bulge, and his muscles tense as if they about to break all his bones. It is very painful… A minute ago, he laid quietly, like an angel, smiling sweetly and purring. And now his arms and legs are twisting, he throws his head back, as if he wants to break his neck. His grandmother presses him to her heart very, very hard so that the boy does not hurt himself.

One tiny crumb can kill Saba. Even a piece of bread or cookie can kill him. Saba is eight years old and doesn’t know what bread, or meat, or chocolate tastes like. And if he had known, he would have died at that very moment. He has a sick esophagus. Nobody knows when it might break. And it looks worse than in the scariest thriller ever. Saba does not play – he loses his life before our eyes! Blood spurts from his mouth in a fountain, flows onto clothes, bed, and floor. And Saba gets empty and weak.