When I was younger people would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, and when I told them I was already working on my dream, they'd laugh and tell me to wait till I grew up. I had already decided what I wanted to be: The voice of those who havent been heard. I had a very clear reason: Watching children in my country, Colombia, leave pencils and dreams to fight a war they didnt understand. I started writing when I was 4 and now that I am 19 I realize, I have proved those people wrong.