COLOMBIA. 2017. Marina, 30 years old: "I joined FARC 18 years ago, I'm from Meta which is a very dangerous area. I would always be scared of paramilitary and also the Farc. One night I ran away from home to just go and dance with my friends. When we arrived, the club was full of people with guns in their hands. They were talking to civilians, and a woman with a gun was telling another woman about how she feels safe as a woman in the Farc. I was 13 years old that night, the next day I wanted to feel safe like that woman from last night. The next day one of my sisters was hitting my youngest brother very violently and I hit back at my sister to defend my brother and because of all the yelling and screaming from our house, the Farc broke in to stop us from killing each other. The same day I left with them. We were 6 kids in one house with no father, and our mother was never home. When I went to their base in jungle, the first thing I saw were 2 boys who had been missing from our village for many years. That gave me a warm feeling and I felt safe. When I was fighting and shooting I always had double feelings: happiness for being alive and sadness for the person I was killing, because all of here are just soldiers fighting each other, because all of us are poor and have no future. And That's the reason we are fighting with each other. After 18 years when I saw my mother and siblings, I just looked at them, I didn't cry, a fighter never cries."