Kosovo's mother's confession to the boy who was kidnapped in Belgrade: They told me he was dead, but my soul feels like he's alive.

For years ago, I was married to the Korean family in the village of Pollac 'Skenderaj municipality. After 11 years of marriage, I became pregnant, and that was the greatest happiness for me and my family. In 1998 and specifically January 10, I brought my first son back to life. This birth was performed at Belgrade's “Narodni Front” hospital and stayed several days in the hospital.

After four days of happiness that I became a mother, doctors tell me that my baby had passed away. I couldn't believe it because he enjoyed full health. My lack of faith in this news was also in the baby's body, since they never told me again and gave me no further explanation. I just remember the number 213 my son was holding in his hand, the identification number. My life continued with other griefs, I had three abortions, and in 2008 in a tragic accident, I lost my spouse.

Leaving my spouse's life is the hardest moment in my life. For seven years I've lived in Paris, I'm having trouble, but it's all been my concern. We've had a very happy life. It wasn't easy for me to resume my life, emigrate, to France, I've married and lived in this country for years. I didn't become a mother anymore and why I wanted to. I've been looking for my son in 20 years. My soul feels like she's alive. I ask nothing more of this life than to feel my son's breath.

I want to take away my soul sorrow, alive, okay, dead what we can do. If he was alive, he might not see me, he wouldn't love me, but at least I'll always be with him. His eyes were like his father. It would only be enough to see him alive,” confessed to 51-year-old news24.