I was that child too. I was playing outside on the street while thousand of people flocking the street with guns, bombing and noise and people are running for theirs lives. I remembered so well that I can't never forget the horrific times of my life. I am in my late 30 and yet still so much pain for me to forget and move on with my life. I couldn't understand why it happen to my country. Why we are forced out of our home, our families are separated. We done nothing wrong and yet we were forced to leave our home, our jobs, school and our families are scattered everywhere. Within 4 years times, over 2 millions were executed, starve to death, malnutrition, died of sickness but worst of all innocent people were executed specially if they are educated. I realized all this horrible things happen the American were not inform or they were watching us suffered? In the back of mind I still have that question after 20 something years later.. I prayed everyday that I will never have to face what I had face 32 years ago. I still have night mare because I witness people being executed in front of me, I still have nightmares because a mother carried her death son walked across me, a Monk who got shot in front of me. I tried to move on but it is so difficult, many of my people tell me they are the only survivor out of 100 members. I am crying in pain sometimes because of the lost of my grandma. Only God heard my sadness and my cries.
Sovath Nhar works for the Socio-Economic Development Center for Southeast Asians in Providence, RI. She is a survivor of the Khmer Rouge
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