PITILESS REBELS

CHAPTER ONE: The seizure

A Volkswagen roared in a distance and all people walking around on the road ran into nearby bushes. My heart pounded and my breathing intensified.

Oooh! Thanks to God it was not armed.As we emerged from the bushes, a man came running from the drivers seat to the side walk, Blood he vomited and bleeding was his arm.

Had I seen a grown up crying like a child? No. I felt sting in my heart. He got to his feet toward his car.

Opening the door opposite the drivers seat a woman leaning against it fell to the ground, Blood oozing out of her ears.

Seeing blood my feet went numb and my entire body froze…

Trying to escape the rebels with his family…shot dead it was except him.

But at least he would have a chance to bury them.

The wind stopped the daylight seem to be quickly giving into day night…As sunset neared a man carrying his son kept clinging into false hope of saving his son thinking he was alive.

Men and women pierced by stray bullets came running next, skin hanged down from their bodies still containing fresh blood, some fainted and vomited

I felt nauseated and my head was spinning and seemed to be far removed from where i stood.

A woman carrying her baby the last causality i saw.Blood was running down her dress and dripping behind her making trails.With her child in the lacing oh! she was shot dead.Looking at her child…her eyes were still open with an interrupted innocent smile on her face .The bullet could be seen sticking out just a little bit in the body as she was swelling.She clunged to her child and rocked her.She was in too much pain and to shed tears.

kneel down and hands up…ohhh!!!!! the rebels had captured us suddenly a truck stop just next to us and we boarded…my uncle who resisted i could only watch him falling down in a slow motion on the ground as we were locked in and dark covered us…