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One evening I sent my son to the store to buy some groceries. He was just 20 years old. He and a friend were kidnapped by the Regime.

After accusations of helping the Free Syrian Army, they were tortured for two days and finally killed. Their bodies were dumped in my garden at home

They cut out my sons tongue and gouged out his eyes during the torture. I have this paper certifying his death.

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We fled to escape the injustice of this war. Now I am raising my sons two babies here in the refugee camp. They are all I have left of him.

-i am syria

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