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Why? Well because even though you've read some stories about the camps I want you to be able to have more information. The stories are real yes but I want you to be able to read it in a way where you actually understand the situation (the "stories") and a place to read about it where you get more facts and fewer feelings in what I write but probably more feelings in what you read.

 

As you already know: yes.

"An" as in one is incorrect. There were several. Some of the most well known are probably: Omarska Trnopolje and Keraterm. But that is of course not all of them. Like the man that I interviewed told me, there were sent around to different camps but none of them had the place for him and the rest of the village he came from, they were all so filled that they had to create another camp. 

No, it is not. How do you explain all the pictures of the camps, the really skinny and hurt civilians on the pictures? All the dead bodies buried in mass graves? All the witnesses? All the witnesses and victims I've spoken to? All their feelings every time they hear a certain word, or being asked a certain question? Every family mourning their lost family members? All of the scars on the victim's bodies? Denying this situation is like denying the mass killing of jews etc. during WW2. Just because you deny stealing the bike after you have done it does not make you innocent, because you denying your actions is just a way for you to protect yourself but it says nothing about the real truth.

 What was it like?

 I can only answer this question based on the information that I've got on the "Sloboda" camp. That was the soccer stadium and that is a place where they probably did not have a roof, they had to stand as guards underneath the sun for hours no matter their age or anything but they also only got about 2 dl water a day, if they were lucky. I did not get too much information about the camp but the captives were not given too much food either, he lost almost exactly 26 kg during one month in there.

He is a man that I got to meet before an assignment that I was going to write about the war in Yugoslavia a couple of months ago. He is a very intelligent man and he does not hold grudges. I want you to read this carefully, he was put in a concentration camp but yet to this day he says that "one should still not hold grudges." He is careful when it comes to whom he trusts but he does not let who he trusts depend on the person's ethnicity. That is a beauty that you will find in few people. He told me that he had only told one person about his journey before me. He had not told his family about what he went through because he did not want them to look at him with pity. He wants them to look at him and see their father/husband who they love because of who he is and not to look at him and see the man that was tortured. I am allowed to share his story but not his name and that is why I am referring to him as "he."

There are many actually but I do not think that you would have the time to read them all... But I will tell you about one thing. He knew that his professor in physics was inside the concentration camp with him. He also knew that the professor was very close to dying once. He had been so badly beaten that he almost died in that camp. He told me that his professor  (let's call him Mr. X) had been so badly beaten that his body was dark blue with bruises. That is a vision that you can't imagine if you haven't experienced it. But Mr. X was very, very lucky  to somehow survive that day. 

Another story involving Mr.X. He had just been released from the camp along with the rest. A soldier came forward and asked him if he had seen this man that we call Mr. X. His answer was no, even though he could see him somewhere far behind the soldier. The reason for his making was that the soldier was angry. So he knew that he would be putting Mr. X in a dangerous place if he had ben honest. The soldier started swearing and then walked away. When the soldier was gone he walked to Mr. X told him that the soldier was looking for him. Mr. X was frightened and wondered what he should do. His life might be on the line. He said something very smart. He told Mr. X to go and hide in the trunks that were going to transport the women and children. He did so and he asked the children to stand on top of him. So in order to save Mr. X, he told him to lay on the trunk's floor and have the children stand on top of him. The chances of Mr. X surviving that day without him wasn't very good. But because of his idea Mr. X did survive.