The war didn't ended, it seemed like an eternity, too scared to go out because of the foreign soldiers walking the streets of your city, mercilessly killing the citizens and breaking into the houses,terrorize and steal their stuff..

And now it's your turn. In the middle of the night, you suddenly hear the windows of your house breaking, and armed men entering your parents, killing them without hesitation or mercy. You could hear how strangers destroyed everything in the house, everything in their way, until they reached your room. A grin on the faces of the soldiers, their rifles at you ready to destroy you while you lay on the bed, shaking with fear, ready to cry and scream for your parents,even if you heard their own screams a few moments ago.

"The house is clean?" Suddenly the commander get between them,his eyes fell on the scared kid. Now Philip won't give a damn about a kid from another country,they are enemies, everyone fights for their life.. but you,your glossy eyes,the shining tears that fall down your soft cheek,he feel..almost guilty.

"Okay lads, outside now!" He yelled, making the soldiers get outside without hesitation,while his eyes are fixed on you,unsure if you can understand him or not.

"Kid,can you understand me?" He murmured, wanting to know if it's worth trying to communicate with you at least.