“The guy who I was holding hands with stood up to defend us and received a beating in exchange. It was five guys who beat us up, including my own brother. When I realized things had gotten out of control, I kneeled before my brother and begged him to stop. Upon his refusal, I decided to run to the car I used to go to the university and flee. When I finally had the courage to return to my parent’s home, two days later, I confronted my parents by telling them what happened and hoping that they would do what was right.”