2/6 ”When the Bosnian Serb Army took over some checkpoints near us, the Dutch soldiers immediately left their checkpoint and left us behind in the refugee camp. I remember feeling extremely disappointed. We thought they would protect us, but they didn’t. My mother and my three younger sisters went to the Dutch UN base in Potocari. My father and I decided to try to walk to Tuzla, a city 100 kilometers further, which was the safe zone. We ran away from the camp and went to the forest. There was complete chaos in the forest, and I lost sight of my father. I found myself in a mass of random strangers. I was crying and running, calling my father’s name. After that, I never saw him again. I joined a convoy of thousands of people, mostly men. Many of them were carrying wounded people. I was in the back. Trees surrounded us so we couldn’t see where we were going. It was a horrific scene. After two days of walking, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, we heard a voice through a megaphone. The voice ordered us to surrender and to come out of the forest. They said that we wouldn’t be killed. They also mentioned the Geneva convention. I didn’t know what they meant, but I remember learning about it in school. From that moment, I knew the Serbian soldiers had found us, and I feared for my life.”