My name is Avin. I am eight years old and live with my grandma and grandpa in Shohati Camp.

We hardly have running water and rarely electricity. In the winter it is cold, in the summer the tent heats up extremely and when it rains everything is wet and mud is formed subsequently.

My name is Seve, I am eleven years old and I come from Shingal.

My name is Rayan and I am 13 years old. I come from Shingal and had to flee from the IS attacks together with my mother and my three siblings.

When Islamic State fighters attacked our villages in August 2014, we first fled to the nearby mountains. From there, we continued via Syria to Kurdistan. The others sometimes tell me about that time. I was there, but fortunately I don't remember much.

The IS fighters shot at our car. My little sister was five years old at the time when she was hit by a bullet. She died immediately. I was sitting next to her.