Early Childhood Experiences in the Liberian Civil War
Sometimes the most profound stories remain untold, until the right moment arises to share them as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. For me, that moment is now.
At five years old, my life was upended by the Liberian Civil War. One fateful night, I overheard my parents' hushed conversation about rebels approaching our town. Hours later, we fled into the darkness, thorns piercing my skin as we ran. My stepfather shielded me, my mother cradled my sister, as we sought refuge in a stranger's home. Through the window, I caught a glimpse of gunmen patrolling - a terrifying reality that could have ended much worse.