This is my story, one I hope I share with the privilged Colombian youths who can't bear the struggle of their country anymore. I have always wandered how is it possible to live in war without noticing it, I have come to answer this question with the help of my illustrations. For me war hasn't been drug dealing, battles and deaths. It has been news reports, statistics and stupid things, which I have designated as normal. This is the first part of the first chapter.