"The day they killed my son, they ripped my soul out," says Lucila, a 56-year-old fruit and vegetable seller from the department of San Salvador, whose youngest son, Juan, was murdered by a gang.
Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) has recently started working with returned migrants and forcibly displaced people in San Salvador.
A team is currently providing medical assistance and psychological support in a shelter in San Salvador, which is where we met Lucila.
When Lucila arrived at the shelter two days earlier, she brought nothing more than the clothes she was wearing.
Her son’s murder had left her feeling hopeless, fearful and with thoughts of suicide.
"I no longer wish to live," says Lucila. "After my son was buried, I suggested to my other children that we take poison so as not to suffer this pain any longer. I feel like I’m in a prison.”
One day my son said to me: 'Mum, I'm going to go to the street before they massacre our whole family.Lucila
Lucila describes how her son was targeted by the gang. "The gang members harassed my son so that he would get involved with them – crime in this country spreads like leprosy," she says.
“There are many young people who are harassed and threatened every day by gangs who want to recruit them. One day my son said to me: 'Mum, I'm going to go to the street before they massacre our whole family.'”
The gang had already threatened the family, and Juan chose to face the gang alone rather than risk his family getting hurt.
"On 12 October , the gang killed my son,” says Lucila. He was 22 years old. I looked everywhere – in the alleyways, in the mountains, in the streets, even in the gutters I went looking for him. I found him in a wooded area of the colony. He had been strangled.”
Even with this death, the violence against Lucila’s family did not stop.
“Three days after the burial, they grabbed my other son,” says Lucila.