I wasn't a normal kid, i was actually pretty smart, but like usual, no one really cares how you are, but how you look. Thanks to that I was bullied, you might be wondering how did he look? Let's just say ugly, but I wasn't born like "that". My parents were killed, in a bombing, I survived, I wish I didn't.... The torture I was put through, for something I didn't have, eventually they let me be "one of them", but I sure as hell didn't want to fight for the people who killed my family, you might be wondering, so he's after someone in ISIS, no, this someone did something much, much worse. July, 27, 2003, The war with Iraq was underway, I was with ISIS, forcefully. 14 years old, 2 years since my family's death, I was somewhat of a lieutenant, very trusted, that trust was about to be broken.
