...He captured young children about my age mostly and later took us all to a facility where he placed us all as captives and made us his slaves. But the little baby girl was taken from my hand in that camp because I remembered that on my way out of the vehicle we arrived with, with the old woman behind me, another car, which looked like one of my dad's cars because those kind of cars were very costly back then, arrived just at the moment I stepped down from the vehicle. The woman who came out of it, kissed the man who killed my sister and while I looked in their direction and saw them discussing after they kissed, I saw a little girl who probably was their daughter, pointing at me and I think she probably was their daughter and the woman, his wife, because he went to her and talked with he
