I think I can see the end. Never mind. It's just like the beginning.

Just when I thought this whole thing would be done and over with, it starts again. Everything looked like it was getting better. We were getting our house fixed up, and I was going outside and my life was almost back to "normal". Almost. I was so close to going back to my "normal" life. War is my normal now, so I guess my life is pretty normal, as normal as it is going to get. My childhood has been taken away from me and I don't know if I will be able to get back where I was a little over a year ago. I miss being able to go outside and play with my friends. I miss being able to walk across the bridge and see grandma and grandpa. I miss a lot of things, but there are a few things I will not miss when this war is over. All the shelling, and going down to the celler, and the days and nights without power or heat. Of all things, this should be the last thing a child should have to go through. I miss my friends and a lot of my family too. I just want this to stop. We need peace in Sarajevo.