I have killed people.

The foreigners haven't done anything wrong to me.

But the profit have faith.

Jihad against them must continue Until the day of judgment.

My job was to place explosives.

My family didn't know.

I felt like I was serving my religion and killing bad people.

I wasn't scared off explosives.

I knew God would look after me.

My uncle lives in Taliban area.

When I went there, I want their videos and saw how they prayed and look after people that mean we think about joining them.

My parents are dead.

My brother in law took me to Jalalabad.

He told me he was taking me to a madrassa to study.

He was with Isis.

The act like Muslims.

But they are not.

They kill lots off innocent people and even young kids.

We try to run away once.

But we were arrested by Isis and put in jail.

They beat us and said you want to join the infidels?

When it was dark, we lived.

We walk our life for the hills and the next Davey handed ourselves in off course.

We were scared.

But if we stayed there, he would have died anyway.

We handed ourselves into the government.

We thought we would go home.

But instead they put us here.

My father got injured when I was 13.

He was shot.

I have been seeing dead bodies ever since I can remember.

There's a lot of violence in my village.

I was in a mother, sir.

A preacher said it's your duty to fight and die in the name of the law.

So I joined it.

The Taliban.

The Taliban just put ammunition in your hand until you to fight.

But when I'm released from her, I want to keep studying.

I'm in class.

Tin and I have done my exempts and am no waiting for results to move into class 11.

I'm glad I did it.

I can't lie.

I'm proud.

But what is not good?

Uh, we would have a stable country if it wasn't for fighting.