I was living in peace until my father passed away. I was very sad, but I wanted to be strong and achieve my dream of becoming a doctor. However, they began bombing my country, destroying houses and schools, so my family and I fled to tents. The weather was cold, and there was no one we knew. We couldn't cook or keep warm, and we had nothing with us. Eventually, we went to Idlib and rented a house. There, thanks to Molham, I was able to continue pursuing my dream. Over time, my dream grew bigger and bigger, and this is all thanks to Molham. May God reward them with all the best.