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Siin mõned laste hääled...
...at that time I was only 9 years old. Unfortunately for us very close to this village we met a small group of men and they opened fire on us. In this I lost my dad and mom and I was the only one left. what should I do and where must I go. I know nothing and I cried all night alone in this very dense forest.
I was injected with cocaine and then given an AK 47 riffle to carry. I started going to front lines killing people raping and do all sorts of bad things.
I never realized all that I was doing because I was filled with drugs.
My Life As a Child Soldier
My life in the jungle was very fierce. I was doing this, but It was not me that was doing all these things, but the drugs that were in me.
Writen by: Ulric Quee iEARN-Sierra Leone Freetown
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I didn’t go back to school for one month after. . . everything reminds me of what happened. I have dreams. He is in my dreams. He is in the classroom laughing at me. I can hear him laughing at me in my dreams.
—fifteen year old girl, sexually assaulted by her teacher in South Africa
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The curse of gold..
A nine-year-old girl, who feared being killed in the hospital, is taken back to the bush after being treated in Drodro. She had been attacked by Lendu militia who tried to cut off her leg with a machete. Three members of her family were killed in the attack. Fourteen people were killed in their beds in the hospital two weeks previously.
Ma olen õnnelik, et mul on selline pere; sellised sõbrad; selline kodu keset põlde:D; selline koer, kes jookseb alati hüpates mulle vastu; olen õnnelik, et mul ainult tühine köha ja nohu, mitte aids; olen õnnelik, et mul on olemas mõlemad jalad, mida kõik mõnitavad; jahh...olen õnnelik!!
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