My Mother left Somalia because of the same situation, there groups that suddenly start shooting others in the name of Islam .One day, they began to take guns and shoot anyone, anywhere. My grandmother left home as usually taking walk as every morning. And my mother stayed with her siblings. On that day they hear guns, and wonder what is going on. My mother and her sibling were nine kids at that time. My mother was 15 years old at that time; they shot three of her siblings in one time. It was unforgettable day to my mother; she tried to save the others, and they run away. Everyone was running not knowing where to hide from the gun shot. My grandmother found my mother and her siblings. And they tried to find a save place.

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