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I began to feel my whole body tremble as the soliders all placed the muzzles of their weapons underneath their chins. "On three", the oldest of them said. "One... two..." That was as far as they got. The seventeen-year-old flew backward and hit the ground. The others stared dumbfounded at the bullet hole in his forehead, then up to the smoking pistol in my hand, in God's hand.