“Don’t bury me.” 6-year-old Fareed Shawky pleas as doctors try and tend his missile wounds.

  Though he is just a child, 6 months of war in his country, Yemen, has showed him exactly what happens when people die–they get buried.

“Don’t bury me,” Shawky cries again.

Meanwhile, his father stands across the room, smiling, trying to will away his child fear.

His father, al-Thamry Shawky tries to keep calm, yet tears rolled down his face as he hoped Fareed wouldn’t have to feel afraid.

Alas four days later, Fareed died from head injuries. The boy’s relatives hurriedly buried him-save his father that couldn’t break him promise.

Upon hearing of this death, Ahmed Basha, a local photographer, sorrow filled, posted a video online of Fareed begging for his life.

Even when little else on Yemen’s war seemed important, this video was picked up by social media and quickly gained attention.

Little Fareed is bringing the war we once forgot back to life, say activists.

Fareed’s story is now symbolic of Yemen’s struggles. Using hashtag #dontburyme, activists call for an end of bloodshed. This audio reminds then of similar stories in other countries such as Aylan Kurdi  from Syria.

This hashtag originally started in Arabic, but as news spread, it became translated to English.

“A child in #taiz told his father after he was injured: “Do not bury me.” Sadly the father could not [fulfill] his son’s call #Dontburyme” Kawkab Ahmed, a Turkish observer, said on Twitter.

His mother is obviously devastated as she explains how Fareed was her whole life. She also blames his death on Houthi rebels because he was just playing hide-and-go-seek when the missile hit him. Four other children were also wounded.

“All of a sudden I heard a loud explosion,” al-Thamry Shawky told Basha, “I ran out into the street with no shirt to look for Fareed. Where is Fareed?”

Neighbors soon informed him that Fareed had been taken by an ambulance because if his injuries. He then rushed to be by his boy’s side. Sadly, he didn’t look to good. Rubble had fallen on Fareed’s head and shrapnel dug into his small body all over his skin.

Shortly after being his father to save him, Fareed fell into a coma and died last Saturday.

“Fareed was my whole life,” his mother says. “It was as if someone snatched my heart when I heard him say, ‘Don’t bury me.'”