I am 19 years old. I lost my family in 1994 during the genocide when I was two years old. I don’t remember them at all.
After losing my family, a relative came and saved my life. I went to primary school, but when I was in the last year of primary school (Primary Six), the relatives told me that they would not support my school fees anymore. I continued to go to school, and when I was in the second year of high school (Senior Two), the son of the relatives told me he will marry me. At that moment, I started to feel hopeless and was quiet all the time.…
