I don’t remember peace anymore. We attack another village, burn it to the ground and we gotget everybody. Now we celebrate, we killed everybody. No new recruits, too many of them would have been too weak. Not everybody is strong enough in the group. I’ve been doing this since I've been 5I was five years old. I was forced to kill my own father to stay alive. I’m not very proud of it,. To be honest, I didn’t really understoodunderstand things. One moment I was playing with my little sister, then the next thing I know, I was getting pushed into a truck meantimeswhile the other men with guns were shooting people and taking other kids.

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