Hello my kind friends, you who are calling for peace and a decent life, my story is for you, I am 13 years old and I have 3 young brothers. I lived through all kinds of torment during this genocide, the most of which was displacement from one place to another and the torture of my younger brothers in carrying heavy loads of water and wood. I was displaced 7 times from one area to another and from one camp to another. We felt hungry many times, and our house was destroyed. The war ended and returned again, and we are displaced for the eighth time. We miss a decent life, so I cannot find shelter for my brothers. Here we are, living on memories that were beautiful. There is no home, no education, no work, poverty and a very difficult life. Help me, my friends, in order to continue living. We live a difficult life. Help me. 

Thank you for helping.