They Took My Sisters and Me at Dawn.. What Happened Next Haunted Me for the Rest of My Life.

One of the soldiers shoved him so hard he crashed into the wall.

My mother fell to her knees.

My sisters grabbed my hands.

And within minutes, we were being dragged outside.

I remember looking back at our house as the soldiers pushed us toward a waiting truck.

I didn’t know it then.

But it would be the last time I ever saw my childhood.

The truck was already filled with frightened young women from nearby villages.

No one spoke.

No one asked questions.