And there I stood, hidden behind a tree, all frightened. I heard them, there were more of them, I think about four to five, I wanted to scream, but that way I would betray myself and show them where I was. I didn’t dare, I just squatted, closed one hand and pressed it to my mouth, as if I could hold back the scream even more, and with the other hand I hugged my rifle even more and prayed they wouldn’t find me. The footsteps were approaching and they were getting closer and closer, it sounded like a horde. All my partners were already trapped and locked up, I was left alone. I knew what to do.
I ran down the Hill, because I was lighter and slender I was much faster than the others, I also knew the terrain very well because it was my home. Behind me they shouted stop, stop. But I didn't stop, I ran as far as my legs could carry me, the path was very steep, so I also slipped several times but I still got to my friends very quickly and freed them, then we celebrated the victory.
And that’s when I knew what I wanted to be when I was a big grown woman. I was barely seven years old and whenever we played thieves and cops with peers, I was a thief. I wanted to be a cop, that famous Bruce Willis in Die Hard or Mel Gibson in Leathal weapon. However, I will realize that life is not a movie.