A little girl huddled silently in the pitch-black shop. She knew the others were with her. It was dark outside, and the big metal roll down door was closed, but no one had time to lock it in the rush to escape the soldiers. They could hear the men breaking into other hiding places, one-by-one. They heard screams of the other women and children as they were shot, and the wailing of the men as they were forced to watch their families slaughtered. The mother began quietly crying. The little girl said, “Mama, don’t cry. When the soldiers find us, I have a plan. I’m going to run as fast as I can so when they shoot me, I won’t see the bullets, and then I won’t be scared when they hit me.”  Read more »

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