“Land, land!” I was out playing with my childhood friend when we heard shouting. What we caught a glimpse of was the strangest thing we could possibly think. We were hidden behind the trees so that ‘it’ could not see us. What could they possibly be? As my curiosity grew stronger, I could no longer help it and went out to meet them. My friend tried to stop me, but was unable to, so he had no choice but to follow me in my adventure. Once they noticed us, they tried speaking to us in a language we could not recognize. There were many noises coming out from inside those objects the beings exited from. They kept staring at us as if we were strange and repulsive while, nevertheless, trying to communicate with us. Finally, a “man” spoke to them, causing
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For example, all of my people would offer anything and everything they could to the strangers who would ardently take them without consideration, as they had a callous attitude towards the “savages”, or so they would call us. Many of my people started getting a mysterious sickness in which their whole body deteriorated, got covered in rashes, and die. The men even made us learn their language and made us believe whatever they wished for us to believe, beguiling us, thinking us inferior. The man would act like he owned the place doing whatever he wished, and I could only stare in rage as I witnessed my family being taken advantage from; he would try to make conversation, but I would constantly ignore him and go hide with my beloved friend in that special place of ours. My precious friend would try to make me feel better with promises of a lifetime, but I could not be reassured. This nightfall, we had planned to meet once again, like every other night in which we would escape and share all of our precious secrets and thoughts, but when I arrived, I saw something completely horrifying and life changing. My beloved friend whom I have known since the time I was born, and loved since the time I could remember, was on the ground, bloodied, and that man on top of him, stabbing him countless times, a weapon I had learned was named a ‘gun’ lying next to them. I tried to run away, but the man had already seen me, he caught me by the arm and threw me to the ground forcefully. I felt my arm pop out, but could not take notice of it, as I wonder what I did so wrong to deserve such an awful fate, what did we all do to deserve the misfortune of these pigs coming into our homes, taking advantage of us, and killing us; what caused this dreadful debacle to
For example, all of my people would offer anything and everything they could to the strangers who would ardently take them without consideration, as they had a callous attitude towards the “savages”, or so they would call us. Many of my people started getting a mysterious sickness in which their whole body deteriorated, got covered in rashes, and die. The men even made us learn their language and made us believe whatever they wished for us to believe, beguiling us, thinking us inferior. The man would act like he owned the place doing whatever he wished, and I could only stare in rage as I witnessed my family being taken advantage from; he would try to make conversation, but I would constantly ignore him and go hide with my beloved friend in that special place of ours. My precious friend would try to make me feel better with promises of a lifetime, but I could not be reassured. This nightfall, we had planned to meet once again, like every other night in which we would escape and share all of our precious secrets and thoughts, but when I arrived, I saw something completely horrifying and life changing. My beloved friend whom I have known since the time I was born, and loved since the time I could remember, was on the ground, bloodied, and that man on top of him, stabbing him countless times, a weapon I had learned was named a ‘gun’ lying next to them. I tried to run away, but the man had already seen me, he caught me by the arm and threw me to the ground forcefully. I felt my arm pop out, but could not take notice of it, as I wonder what I did so wrong to deserve such an awful fate, what did we all do to deserve the misfortune of these pigs coming into our homes, taking advantage of us, and killing us; what caused this dreadful debacle to