Everyone is singing, dancing, flagging the revolution's flag for freedom, its like a festival that celebrates liberty and freedom, children are around singing and dancing with everybody else. They sing for the crowds as the crowds dance and celebrates with posters and sentences that support the revolution and the love of freedom and Syria.  
 
Everything is quite normal and colorful on the revolutionary side, until the Assad security forces drops a "mortar" on the site.  
 
The little girl who was singing starts screaming for her mother, "Find my mother", she screams, the other guys lays down injured, and Mustafa, who is one of the organizers of civil work in the neighborhood and who was about to open up a school for children who don't have school anymore, died. He layed down on the floor before he got helped to a hospital where he died.  
 
On that day they didn't only kill Mustafa and other fellows, they killed the joy people were having. No one fired on them, no one bothered them with anything, and yet, they still called this group of happy people "terrorist" and left the real terrorist to take over Syria.