The Last Time?
I was lying in a cot with a blanket wrapped around me when i heard sounds of gunshots and people screaming from the door next to the room in which I was lying. for a while it was silence but then it started again. Then I heard footsteps coming towards me and then after a moment i felt a soft and warm hand picking me up, i knew it was my mama. Then i felt she was running, then i felt the cold air touching my face so i knew we were now outside of the house. I was crying because of the loud noises of the gunshots and the bombarding etc... I could feel and hear it all.
That was the last time i ever saw my home in which there were many memories.
That's not it because there is still a very long way to go and you also need to know much about the past.
TO BE CONTINUED................
