ALA'A, 10 years old

“They pulled out our food, threw it on the floor and stamped on it, so it would be too dirty to eat.”

When the shells started to fall I ran. I ran so fast. I ran and I cried at the same time.

When we were being bombed we had nothing. No food, no water, no toys – nothing. There was no way to buy food – the markets and shops were bombed out.

After that we came back home. To make our food last we just ate once a day.

My father went without food for days because there wasn’t enough. I remember watching him tie his stomach with rope so he wouldn’t feel so hungry.

One day men with guns broke into our house. They pulled out our food, threw it on the floor and stamped on it, so it would be too dirty to eat. Then we had nothing at all. Soon after that we came here.