When I was nine years old, I saw my friends mother publicly executed. Expressing doubt about the cruelness of the regime can get three generations of a family imprisoned or executed. When I was four years old, I was told by my mother not to even whisper. I thought the North Korean dictator could read my mind. My father died in China after he escaped North Korea and I had to bury him at 3AM. I was 14 years old and I couldnt even cry as I was forced to go back to North Korea. Today, I escape North Korea and I saw my mother raped. The rapist was a Chinese broker. He targeted me. I was 13 years old. My mother allowed herself to be raped in order to protect me. When I was crossing the Gobi dessert, scared of dying, I thought nobody would care. It seemed that only the stars are with me. But you have listened to my story. You have cared. Thank you very much;
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 06:21:33 +0000
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