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By Loung Ung

One of 7 teenagers of a high-ranking govt reliable, Loung Ung lived a privileged existence within the Cambodian capital of Phnom Penh till the age of 5. Then, in April 1975, Pol Pot's Khmer Rouge military stormed into town, forcing Ung's relations to escape and, ultimately, to disperse. Loung used to be educated as a baby soldier in a piece camp for orphans, her siblings have been despatched to hard work camps, and people who survived the horrors wouldn't be reunited till the Khmer Rouge was once destroyed.

Harrowing but hopeful, Loung's robust tale is an unforgettable account of a kinfolk shaken and shattered, but miraculously sustained via braveness and love within the face of unspeakable brutality.


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