Nyalam is seven years old. ‘The fighting came to our village and the soldiers had stolen all of our food so we couldn’t stay there. We had to walk to the PoC – it took a long time and we had to sleep outside one night on the way. We came with our saucepans to cook but everything else was stolen. This is the only dress that I have. Everyone from our village came who could. Some were killed, though. Others ran into the bush and then came to the PoC. All of my family are OK – we now live in a house made of plastic sheeting’