"Thieves, thieves" he screamed, it was almost funny. Not until more voices joined the chorus as they screamed and shouted on us.
We
could have run at least to save our lives, but our intentions were genuine and
little did we know how the day would end.
From
a handful of young men shouting and throwing questions at us, it escalated to a
crowd of angry mob. There was no way we could escape this one, so we calmed
down. They pushed us around and then stripped us all. These men pulled us pants
down; we were more than embarrassed, the whole community watched, I recognized
few faces from the crowd. Obviously they were so afraid to say "stop"
then the beating started.
I
wished it was just a nightmare. But it was real, these men were determined. They
dropped heavy rocks on our heads, they pounded our faces with large planks,
blood covered our eyes, they matched and kicked us right on our bleeding
nostrils, we couldn't breathe.
'Bring
tire' one of the men repeated, until they brought the tires. 'Oh God' we
watched the crowd watch us, we raised hands of plea, we couldn't speck, some
hid, some shot videos, and took pictures. There was no one to stop this. This
was the point we knew it was over.
We
felt pain, helpless, hopeless. I thought of my siblings, I wondered how my mum
would take this. She would fall apart. I begged God to hold her for me, comfort
and make her strong for me.
I
prayed same 4 my friends. Then we started crying, we cried together the tears
gave us headaches. We looked up high, the sky was still. Rings of tires landed
on our necks, they kept hitting us, but we were numb already they set us
ablaze. We rolled around tried to reach each other, I wondered who would give
up first, and the fire burned our bodies. It hurt, it hurt, it hurt and then it
hurt. But suddenly the pain stopped. Then I couldn't hear any other thing but
silence. I thank God the pain was over and God's glory was revealed. GOODNIGHT
PAIN. RIP ALUU 4
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