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“Every second felt like an eternity, trapped between a mechanical eye watching us from the sky and the suffocating smoke closing in from every direction.”

The names of new borns are written in the population registry, then erased shortly after they are born, rewritten as martyrs.

When the attacks resumed, her home was bombed, and her books vanished under debris…. "I used to study in my room with colored pens and sticky notes," she said. "Now, I write on scraps of paper from aid boxes.”

She knows the hum of drones more than the tune of a lullaby. She has learned to run when the ground shakes….“I want balloons, Mama… and no planes.”