Denis was born in Croatia in 1977, then still part of Yugoslavia. He grew up in a Bosnian town on the border of Croatia and Bosnia.
Denis had a happy childhood. He saw himself as Yugoslavian, not Bosnian. Religion – he was a Muslim -was not important to him and his two closest friends were Serbian and Croatian.
But everything changed with the outbreak of war.
And where Denis lived, the situation was complicated by a division amongst the Bosnian Muslim community about the future of a Bosnian state.
‘There were about 100,000 people in the region [Bihać], whereas maybe 30,000… [didn’t] agree with the central government…’
At eighteen Denis was forced to join the army. He had fifty days training and was on the front line for over three weeks with little idea of what he was doing.
‘Didn’t have a clue…somebody gave you a gun and you were supposed to shoot…’
The Muslims from Bihać eventually lost their fight with central government. It was a relief for Denis.
‘I could finally take my uniform off and I was just happy, whatever happens I know that I am never going to pick up a gun again in my life.’
But he had to leave his home along with thousands of others. They headed towards Karlovac in Croatia but were stopped on the way by the Croatian army on the way.