As we ran up the hill we saw so many dead people. I was just three so my mom had to carry me. With me on her back I was slowing her down. I saw people dropping their babies, but my mom hold on to me as tight as she cloud.
With bomb going off behind us she ran to my grandmother house without looking behind. When we got there grandma was a ready packed and ready to go but we heard the rebel passing by so we had to stay and be quite. After a few hours mother when pack some food and money.
The money we had was the money daddy sent from america. Daddy