Part one of term paper
As I stand today at the age of 60 I tell my story of suffer and agony. Years when I lost my beloved ones, and from then on saw no light shine upon me or the following days that led to the future. Those days passed by like months and years: a vivid picture of hell. I am not ashamed to share my story for it is the truth that nobody was willin ...

Part two of term paper
... years old when I lived through the scenes of terror, horror and despair, but I survived. I was the second oldest of two siblings, Zareh, my elder brother of 14, and my young sister of five, Rebecca. My father was well known as the true, honest, and rich merchant of Sivas, our hometown in Anatolia. His name was Harouti Agas. In one of the side streets of Sivas was our house, where I lived with my family. Our house was the best structured on the street. It was a house the right size to fit us all ...