Moses <br/><br/>I&#039;ve been in Libya since 2016. Lliving there is from hell to hell. I&#039;ve been from prison, to prison to prison. I have not yet cried my tears of joy. I went from Sierra Leone to Agadez to Sabha, it took me two weeks in the desert. That desert is not an easy journey. To pass through that place you see people asking you to drink your urine, as there&#039;s no water. It&#039;s all they have. I saw people begging and dying in-front of me, everyday along the desert. You really must have strength to survive, if you don&#039;t have strength, you die. I saw many men fall down, we don&#039;t wait for them, we keep walking. On the way, we got in a van, I thank God, our driver was so intelligent. They run after us and we run into some place and hop in the van, he just tell everyone is lie down and he guarded us, while they were shooting, bam, bam, hitting the van. It were Libyans I am sure! They just catch people and put them in a place, ask for money, beat you, torture you. On our way coming, they sold us in Bani Walid. Bani Walid was hell. I see deaths. I cry for death. But death did not come. My first time in Bani Walid, I saw them shoot someone right in front of me, in prison. They asked to pay, and they give us time, but the Arab man, he just come and took some boys who were there a long time, just in front of me, pop, pop, pop. If you stay too long in the prison, they clean. By clean, it&#039;s not by washing, it&#039;s by shooting, older people and sending them to the desert, they just throw them away. One day, they shot my friend in front of my face, as he was taking too long to piss. The bullet hit him in the leg. They targeted to kill him. When they fall, they men ask us to carry the bodies to the desert. During one of these times, I noticed one of these boys was not dead, so we agreed not to say anything. I had some dinars on me and put it in his pocket and told him to make his way out. The next he couldn&#039;t make it, he died, because of 
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