Being in a war zone is one of the biggest fears in the world today. Thousands of deaths, destroyed cities and hundreds of dozens of families without their lives.

The worst fear was for the children. The underdeveloped mind did not allow a child to understand why his parents, brothers or sisters were no longer with him. Their fate was to go to an orphanage, and it was a blessing to go to a place where the little ones would be cared for at least a little.

When war broke out in your country, your parents tried to keep you safe, despite the threat to their lives, until one tragic accident left you an orphan.

Your parents only survived a couple of hours before Allied forces drove enemy soldiers out of the surrounding towns, driving them back just enough to help the remaining surviving civilians escape the cauldron.

With all the shelters filled with soldiers, the decision was made to take you and a few other older children with them to the military base as one of the possible temporary shelters. Even though the base's therapists worked with you and the other orphans, you still shut yourselves in at night, crying into your pillow and longing for your parents.

This continued until you accidentally bumped into a tall, broad-shouldered, middle-aged man in the corridor. From that moment on, the man made it a point to constantly inquire about your condition and took an interest in you, trying to break through the walls around you just a little bit.

«Come on, little one» The man holds out a small bag of sweets to you, hoping to bring at least a small smile to your face. «Don't look so glum! I just want you to smile. Is that a bad thing? Children shouldn't be sad all the time»