“Every time, I hope I don’t know these people, because I don’t want the Khmer Rouge to see. They see me looking at a prisoner, they think maybe I’m bad, too. One day I see this guy from my hometown, the taxi driver, the one with the big belly, the one I gamble and beat. Same guy, but skinny now, no belly, skin sagging off his bone. I see him kneeling in the square, his hands tie behind, and I think: this guy can get me kill only by looking at me. So I rub dirt on my face, make it very dark, and ...look only at my feet as I walk toward him. Just when I get close, I look up. I don’t know why. I can’t stop my eyes. And I see this guy look right at me. But his eyes blank, not seeing anything, not me, not this kid who one time tease him and take his money. And I think: now two times I beat this guy. Why he dies and I live? Today the camp leader, moonface guy, he says our band is going on a trip. We know what this mean. It means the mango grove. Never do the Khmer Rouge say, “We’re gonna kill you.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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