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ESPRI AND YVETTE: We were sleeping

when our parents woke us and told us to

hide so we hid together in an empty oil

drum. There was a lot of shouting and then

silence. When we came out, there was no

one. A family took us in to work for them,

but they didn’t care for us.

TIFRÈ: My mother moved us to the city

where we knew no one. When she couldn’t

find a house, she made one from things

she found. She got very sick and died.

Soon after, my brother died too. I was

too sad to cry right away.