I'm Harfiah, born on 2/9/2011. I lived happily with my beloved family in our beautiful home. I had a pink-painted room, on one of its walls I, my father and sister drew a big flower. My father was a tailor and he used to make us princess dresses that we see on TV. One day in 2017, the bombing of our town started early in the morning, and my father wasn't with us at the time. My mother started looking for him and we went out with her to another place, but when she came back she told us he was dead. We were displaced to a small house where 6 people live. I go to school and have friends whose stories are like mine. I love drawing and I always remember the one I made with my father. I would like to become a biology teacher.