She had a room. All pink because she loved that color.
It's gone.
She had brothers, sisters, a mother and a father.
They’re gone.
She had a home. A safe, loving home.
It's gone.
It's in ruins now.
The little girl, Sahia, is under these ruins.
She is dying.
All because of this stupid war.
The enemy bombings.
I... I hate you. Do you hear me, war? I hate you!
These are Sahia's last thoughts.