The journey to find a new village took a turn for the worst, and things would never be the same.
It was evening when we were spotted by the Rebels in a forested area. We knew not to run or that would be a for sure death sentence. The Rebel Army lined us up in two rows of 4; they had people from another village with them. The soldiers picked 4 of the 8 to go stand by themselves. These were the 4 they had planned to take and mold into soldiers. As the other 4, including myself, were about to be killed, the soldiers were distracted by someone trying to escape. This allowed us to escape. As we ran we heard gun shots being fired at us. We knew the other people had been killed because we could hear their bodies hit the ground and the bullets pierce them. We made our escape to a village about 3 miles away from where we were spotted. This is where we stayed until the morning.
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