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Why us? A story about hated people

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Parts 18
Time 33m

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Hi, I am Lorin Demirtas. I am Kurdish. People hate us. I don't understand why. I don't understand why you would hurt people. Why us....

Lorin is a sixteen year old girl who lives in a village where lots of attacks are done. she can't stand this anymore, so she goes in the Kurdish army. Was this a good idea?

She doesn't know this will be fatal.All Rights Reserved

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