Dmitri Plax does not remember much of the evening when the police came to his home to announce that his son had died. But he knows that the very next day he decided to start writing about Peter. Wrote to nurture and preserve the great moments they had together.

-What is written in the book is more or less published straight up and down. One day it could be one or two pages and another day maybe just a sentence. I wrote at the front on March 10 - when Peter would have turned 17, Dmitri Plax explains.

Result is a kind of diary, alternately in Swedish alternately in Russian or Belarusian - with scenes from Peter's life, recreated in the middle of a great grief. But it is a diary without chronology. And the pages are unnumbered.  

-It is both thoughts and memories that come when they come - sometimes a memory from when Peter was very young and sometimes a memory from his last days in life, says Dmitri Plax. 

What happens with time?

The book begins with the sentences - “I have a task. I have to stop time ”Plax says that during the past year he has been busy with what is happening with the time he thinks is standing still, at the same time as it is rushing away.

-What happens to the time that Peter did not get, he asks himself.

 Plax states that the murder of his son is unparalleled in Swedish criminal history. He is therefore afraid that Peter's name will only be associated with the murder itself. He does not want that.

-I want his name to be associated with the person he was, says Dimitri Plax.

 And with the book, he hopes that people will get to know Peter as the person he was. A kind, happy and caring guy who loved life.

Meaning of life

Peter read a lot and was interested in both philosophy and classical music and also spoke 6 languages ​​fluently, including Chinese.

-We talked quite often about the meaning of life and I often used to tell him that there is no meaning to life except life itself. That you must continue to live whatever adversity you face.

 -Especially important considering that a large part of my family was involved in the Holocaust, but he was not allowed to live like that either, says Dmitri Plax 

-It can not be true. It can not be real. I do not understand, he writes over and over again.