The village in the picture reminds me of the very first attack Jacob and his friends fought in with the LRA (Lord Resistance Army) I can really imagine how scared they must have been and how much they didn't want to fight and kill, however to survive and eat they had to participate. The reason why I chose this image is because it really connects and shows a visualizaton on how the village that the LRA attacked looks like. This image made an impact on me on both the image and the story. 

Dear, Journal…

Im in pain.Cunfused.Scared. I don’t understand anything, where I am and why I’m here.. The scary looking soldiers whipped my back 25 times, every slash I kept counting hoping it will end soon. I was terrified! They were only on the 4th slash and yet I wanted to burst out in tears stand up and run away. However, I kept it all inside. I marked Jacobs words, I did not let myself cry or scream. I’m sitting here in a pile of hay; they are letting us rest for 5 minutes. I’m glad I have something to write my feeling on and let all my anger out. No one listens to me. They all think I’m twelve, but I’m actually ten. I keep on replaying the kidnapping, the beating, everything in my head. I can still hear Jacobs voice ringing in my ear, “Norman, what is 66 times 15” Jacob hissed. I wanted to answer, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t think! I knew the answer! I knew it! But…I had no strength to say it. I just murmured the answer to myself.

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I needed to focus. I needed to keep my head together.

Shoot! The soldiers are yelling. I have to go now. My head is fuzzy and I cant concentrate,but theres one thing I know, I will survive.