Yasmine Ghata

In the middle of the night in early April, 1994, Arsene, an eight-year old Rwandan boy, flees his village as shouts and gunshots draw near. Carrying only a battered suitcase of his father's, hastily packed with a few essential items by his grandmother-who along with the rest of his family and the entire village will be massacred that night-he runs into the wilderness and wanders alone and afraid through unspeakable horrors. Some years later, his story...