Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips. — Brima Lamin & Chantale Wesley-Lamin, The Walk - Memoir of a Liberian Civil War Survivor, 2016
Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips. — Brima Lamin & Chantale Wesley-Lamin, The Walk - Memoir of a Liberian Civil War Survivor, 2016
Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips. — Brima Lamin & Chantale Wesley-Lamin, The Walk - Memoir of a Liberian Civil War Survivor, 2016
Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips. — Brima Lamin & Chantale Wesley-Lamin, The Walk - Memoir of a Liberian Civil War Survivor, 2016
Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips. — Brima Lamin & Chantale Wesley-Lamin, The Walk - Memoir of a Liberian Civil War Survivor, 2016
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Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips.

— Brima Lamin & Chantale Wesley-Lamin, The Walk - Memoir of a Liberian Civil War Survivor, 2016
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