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JULY 4 1994
on July 4th 1994 was claimed as the bloodiest day in Rwanda, a small country in the heart of Africa, millions of innocent lives were lost when this beautiful country was turned against its self by outside force’s, how do I know this? Cause I was there my self, I saw and heard everything with my own eyes and ears. I was just a baby only 1 year and a half old, my mom carried me on her back as thousands of civilians ran and fled there homes and towns as a group known as the Hutus or interahamwe made a move moment against my own kind after outside countries intervened and wispered words of death into there ears that made them become killing machines, as my mom made an attempt to flee with the group she was separated from my dad, back than he was young and really strong. That happened several times when they would get parted and days later, weeks later and even many many months later they would reunite, in that country nowhere was safe cause the war began in the democratic And republican of Congo and anywhere people decided to go, where met by nothing but guns, machetes, clubs with nails, torches, anything that could be used to kill you. There was no mercy there was blood everywhere, if you were a woman you were captured and sometimes raped before you were killed, sometimes you were lucky to come across someone who would rape you than let you go but than still, you were in danger of coming across a possible road block which they were set all over the country, most of the time this innocent woman ended up committing Suicide, even though they set them free it was useless to Cary a burden, a baby from the people who wanted to wipe them from the face of the earth, not even knowing that they would’ve to see tomorrow. If they weren’t caught hiding in fields of corn or green bananas and killed? They were eventually gonna die from starvation or deases from hiding in swamps for many many months, today I’m grateful to be living today, cause this senseless war began even before I was born, in the prior year in 1993 both the president of Rwanda and Burundi were returning home from a conference they had in the United States and Canada. At exactly 3am as the plan flew over the border in between the country, an RPG intercepted the plane blowing it into smitherines. Into a huge fire ball that shook the ground to its core. All radio and TV communications were shutdown and that’s when both countries fell into a ditch they were bullied into by other nations. As both countries fell into depression and despair? Pointing fingers at one another, that’s when they over powered us taking over the capital city of Rwanda Kigali, causing absolute chaos in there path, many peywere forced to flee into naboring countries to lay low, and as they were gone? People, brother and forgets and sons who knew what it meant to watch there country burn and dead bodies swimming in there own blood, although knowing they were out numbered and had zero advantage weapon wise? Knowing that defending there country meant committing Suicide? They formed small infentry teams, groups to go fight back taking our country back city by city. Already excepting there destiny rather they live to see the country at peace again? Or if they All die fighting? It was worth it, they weren’t going to die without fighting for the truth and the light, on that day they were called inkotanyi, hero’s, saviors and defenders, guardian angels of Rwanda, in 1994 the ultimatum was set, they we’re going to charge in rather they die or live it was up to god, as the enemy had the same mindset the inkotanyis attacked voraciously day by day, city by city, even on top of mountain Kilimanjaro, a living volcano that this hero’s turned into there military base, the enemy acting like a predator that hadn’t fed for months ran wild crushing everyone and everything in there path, those who never fled the country paid the price with there lives, with the inkotanyis being lead by the current today president of Rwanda kagame? On July 4th they made charge for the capital over whelming the enemy’s forcing some to flee in retreat? And many to lay on the ground lifeless, the man and woman who sacrificed them selves, those who left there wives, husbands, baby’s, families, were all rewarded on that day as they arose victorious, they sang and danced all night, on the next day for the many following month’s. The same groups were broken up into small teams to search for those who are in hiding, many say that as they were down deep into the hills and swampy muds, they could hear voices calling out to them, telling them that it’s okay, you could come out, the war is over we won, many not believing those words stayed hiding thinking that it’s a trick to get them to get out and than get killed. In 1998 my mom and dad moved back to Rwanda where they kinda settled, and they started to raise a family, my dad secretly left my mom to go into the capital to look for a job just so he could provide for her, he loved us so much that he searched for what ever he could so he could give us as normal of a life as he can, but unfortunately every good things has to come to and end at some time, every year on July 4th we celebrate by building the biggest bin fire you ever seen, to commemorate those who payed down there live for us so we could be here today, till this day I here that I had 2 older sisters I never knew about who unfortunately got caught by the devils hand during that nightmare, but I believe I one day we’ll get to see them again, if you enjoy this story? Let me know, this is just the genecis of it, stay tuned
By AimsNation Conquerors3 years ago in Families