If you had to decide whether to do something you thought was right, but it meant losing everything you loved, what would you do?

It's one thing to answer that hypothetically, but for this guy, the question was very real.

I was born and raised in the Middle East in a war-term country.

We're not going to share his name or his country of origin because his safety and the safety of his family could be at stake.

People could not imagine to have a happy life when you live in a war soon, but when you are back and home, you eat, you laugh,

joke, you dance, you have music. Just a normal life and happy life.

But that happy life came to an abrupt end in his 20s when he

encountered a potentially life-altering dilemma. People he knew told him about a

center that was radicalizing young students, essentially recruiting them to become

terrorists, which was against everything he believed in.

He'd lost friends in terrorist attacks, and now he felt the urgent need to expose the radicalization that was happening,

but he knew that doing so would put a target on his back.

I knew that I may even lose my life.

It has been for me the most difficult decision of my life. It has been for me the most difficult decision of my life and I thought about it for

hours and for days actually.

Finally he realized he couldn't live with himself if he didn't act.

I made a decision. I did something.

So he investigated the recruiting efforts, wrote about what he found, and worked to get the center closed.

And for a while, things seemed all right.

Then he found a death order targeting him on the terrorist group's website, and a few days

later when he was outside.

I looked my back and I saw him at the gun running.

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