Chapitre 1: How it started
I was walking home with my mother, sister and brother. We went for ice cream and as I was walking with them home, a lot of men picked us up and ran, I didn't know why they did took us but I knew it was bad, so I screamed and yelled, trying to get someone's attention, but one of the men just gagged me so I couldn't talk anymore.
At that time I was being carried away from the thing I loved most, my mother cried and ran after us but they were too quick.
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Later they put us in a truck, it was dark, the truck was painted black, the windows were black so no one could see much. They put us in bags, after crying for a bit I fell asleep.
I was only 18 at the time and could you really blame me for wanting to sleep at a time like this ?
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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