War means losing. Slogans promoting peace are so pale in the face of war. The war has turned an originally happy family into a glass hanging high in the sky. The shock of a shell may shatter it into pieces and become tattered. Many war orphans once had happiness, but a shell and a few gunshots left them helpless and without any friends. Those big watery eyes reveal all the time - longing for peace and longing for family affection. They have screamed countless times in the deepest part of their hearts and called the names of their loved ones countless times. However, they don’t know or understand that war itself means loss: loss of relatives, loss of friends, loss of everything that was originally beautiful...