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Humanitarian Law CenterSometime around 08:00 in the morning, maybe it was 08:10, I heard somebodyknocking on the door. I headed towards the door. In this momentthere were already a lot of people in uniform in the yard. Isak and XhaferGjata’s houses were also in this yard and there were a lot of people in thesehouses, too. When I went out, my sister went first and she stood in front ofthe house. The people in uniform already broke the fence and entered theyard. I saw approximately four different types of uniform. Ones had camouflageuniform. Some had completely black uniform with black bandanas,and they also wore black sunglasses. There were also some people in blueoveralls. My sister held 1,000 marks in one hand. It was one banknote. Shegave it to one of the people in uniform. He asked her what that money wasfor. I took the money from her and said, ‘My sister is treating because youwill let us go. We spent four days inside the house and we do not knowwhere to go.’ This man took the money and grabbed me by the jacket withhis left arm. He aimed his automatic rifle at my chest with his right hand.This man was wearing a green camouflage uniform. He was tall and handsome.He was maybe as tall as I am and I thought he might be a good athleteand wrestler. He did not wear anything on the head. His hair was short.There were a lot of other people, too. All the time he held this automaticrifle pointed at me he was asking me what was behind the door on theleft side. This door was unlocked and I told him that there are mostly bagswith things from the grocery store. I opened this door and then he askedme what was behind another door, which was locked. I told him pickles.He broke the door with his leg and asked me what was located under thestaircase. I told him a water pump.Then he started shouting that everybody should get out immediately. Ialso started yelling in Albanian, so that all of my family members wouldget out of the house as soon as possible. When everybody came out I askedthis man if I could go in and take my paralysed sister out. However, he didnot let me do that. He still kept his automatic rifle pointed at me. We weremostly barefoot and we did not have time to dress and they did not let usdress. There was a shoe compartment on the right side from the entrance.They did not let anybody go back inside the house. My other sister took herjewellery and gave it to the soldiers. They accepted it. Then my daughtercame out of the house and when she saw this man holding his automaticrifle pointed at me she screamed, ‘They will kill my father’. One police offic-186

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