We learned that there would be conflict on the 21st May. Hence we came here on 22nd May. But we did not bring anything because we did not expect that this conflict would be like this. We like it here because we eat regularly. My husband went to Manila three months ago. I asked money even just for the food for the children but he told me that he has no find a work yet. My children ran after vendors when they came in here because they thought it is free and for everyone. It is difficult that you have many children and you can’t afford to feed them. And you don’t have a husband to help you support them. So I told the children that we have no choice but to bear the life here until there are supplies provided so that we could live. We are not provided of cooking and water containers, kitchen utensils and boxes to put our clothes. Every time we cook and eat, we lend it from our neighbors here in the evacuation center. Sometimes they get mad at me and accuse me of losing their things. Almost every other day, we ask for cartoons from the nearby shops where we could place our clothes; when it rains the cartoon get wet hence we need to find a replacement. These shops already get mad at me because I keep on coming to ask for cartoons. It is also difficult here when the children defecate. People get mad at me here. They will told me “putang ina niyo, linisan niyo ‘yang mga tae niyo.” They get mad at me. I just keep silent, I don’t want to quarrel with them. Also, I felt bad when there relief goods distribution here and my children cannot get anything because they are telling them that they are yet small. Sometimes it is food. Our neighbors’ were able to receive food but my children did not. It is very painful for a mother. The sister of my husband told me to buy a cheap ticket going to Manila. There we could sell plastic and me and my daughter (12 year old) could get a job. People here also suspected me to have stolen the bag of one of the visitors. They hurt me even they don’t not have evidence. This really pushes me to leave and go to Manila. My wish with the government is we could go back to Marawi soon. My mother and my brother already got sich here. My children are also getting sick. And I hope the government will give us a house and help my children finish there studies. STORY OF SOLO PARENTS (IDPS) FATIMA LUMABAO Fatima, a mother of eight (8) children, whose four children are still missing namely: Norhoda Lumabao-22, Rashida Lumabao-21, Prencess Farhana Lumabao-16, Kadapi Lumabao10. Fatima, welcomed me into her tiny area at Buruun School of Fisheries (gym). And when I finally settle down and sit near her, she began by telling me that she used to live in General Santos for eleven (11) years. She and her family lived there and managed a small business enough to raise her family until her husband died. They had to leave GenSan and go home to Basac Malocloc, Marawi City. She narrated that all the money she raised while working in a Tuna company was poured into her small business selling ‘Pater’ and also in building their home in West Marinaut, Marawi City. After her husband’s death, she was left to take care of her family. She narated about their plight away from their home in Marawi. On May 23, 2017, she was still in Iligan City to attend to some business when she heard of the incident. She was so worried for her children who are left in their home while some are in the school at that time. Upon hearing the news, in the eve of May 23, 2017, she hurriedly went home to look for her children but was not allowed entry at 59