Breaking The Chains In Our Small Town Cave [The Fallen Whistles]

Imagine, being a child, stolen away from your family by strangers in the night. You're dropped into a hole among 300 other boys, not one of you is over 15. There you sit for up to 20 hours a day stagnating in your own excrement. The four hours you're let out are filled with abuse and fire arm training, until you are once again thrown into your own filth.

This is the reality children in the Congo are living day to day.

The imagery is heart wrenching on its own, but the true horror lies with the ones too small to handle a gun. In their tiny, children hands they are given nothing more than a whistle and then marched to the front of a line. Their purpose? To make enough noise to draw the enemy's attention and then with their small, innocent, little bodies, to receive the first line of fire.
They are the whistle blowers and this is their story.

Luckily Efforts Are Being Made To Advocate and Rehabilitate Those Affected By The War. I Challenge You To Explore More of This Heart Breaking Story Here.

Pass On The Story, Raise Awareness, And I'll Be Up To Date On Ways To Get Involved Locally Soon.