I grew up in El Salvador during the civil war. We (my family) lived in the capital but most of the war happened in the countryside. But in 1989 the guerrila entered the capital attempting to overthrow the government. We were trapped at home during the fighting until we were evacuated by the Red Cross. Before leaving, my mum and dad made a white flag using one of my small pillowcases and a wooden clothes hanger. I was in charge of carrying the flag. We had to walk for what it felt like an eternity to an uncle’s house looking for shelter.