I saw my first dead body aged 8 – it wasn’t the last

In spring 1992, war came to our village (Picture: Imageplotter/Alamy Live News)

The Bosnian War took everything from me – my home, my dad, uncles, and friends. Everything I once knew.

Before the war, my childhood in my hometown village of Barane (in the south of modern day Bosnia and Herzegovina) was amazing. My family was Muslim – made up of my dad, mam, older brother, and older sister.

The only things that mattered to me were which cartoons we watched, which books we liked...