chapter 8 THE NIGHT OF DEATH.

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That evening ,we all gather round our grandmother to as usuall to hear her stories.She started by saying ,"The title of our story today is the night of death .Are you ready for the story."we all answered,"Yes grandma,"she started ,"In the year 1940,our village was conquered by the British army.The army which was led a commander who was  called mr Brown was sent by the quuen of England who was queen elizabeth. The army took our lands and forced as to work their,by that time i was a small girl of about sixteen years.we were made slaves and  some of our villagers were sold to go and work for the quuen in England.My father,your great grandfather was also sold to go and work for the quuen in England .One day,strong men from our village called for a meeting amongst them was my brother Amos who was their leader.They planned  to attack the british army who had built their houses and lived in the village.They started atacking them in the evening.My brother together with the other men who were almost hundred and twenty,carried knives and sharp pangas.But the british army  noticed that they were going to be attacked so they came out carrying  their guns.When the men saw the British army with guns they all ran but my brother stood and said to them,"You cannot make us slaves in our own village,we are tired of you forcing us to work for you and you don't pay us.My fellow villagers are dying due to hunger and yet they have lands which they can plant and harvest their crops ,But when they harvest you take almost all of what they have harvest."Mr brown came to him and said,"Young man you rely are courageous that you have the guts to come and face us."He removed his gun and shot my brother while i was watching from the window of our house.Mr brown said to his men loudly,"Go searching every house, killing all the men you can see."The white men  started searching for the men and guns could be heard all over the village.some men  from our village decided to run into the forest and they were followed.Some of the british army were also killed,When mr brown heard that his men were also killed he ordered his soldiers to kill even women and leave small girls like me and small boys.That night my mother was tortured by one of the soldier ,she was raped infront of me and was brutally killed by that solider. The soldier wanted to rape me but i took his gun which he had kept on the table and pressed the trigger,the bullet  hit him right on his  head ,the soldier died immediately. I was angry and decided to go  out and help my fellow villagers using the gun of the dead soldier.I could shoot every white face i could .I killed twenty white soldiers.The other villagers took the guns of the dead soldiers and started hunting for the white men.The  soldiers ran to their boss and they  said to him that we were coming to kill him and almost all of his  men were down and a few men were only  left
The boss said ,"I am going to kill this black people myself .He got out holding his short gun, when he saw us pointing guns at him ,he slowly kept his gun down and said,"I  have surrendered and please don't kill me ,we are going to leave even right now."I shot him right on his forehead and said to my the villagers ,"My fellow villagers we are going to make the other remaining soldiers our slaves."we made the other soldires our slaves and they worked for us.That was the worst  night ,all  my family members were all killed.But we got what we wanted we wanted independence  and our village remained at peace upto today.End of my story."I rely enjoyed the story though it was hurting.

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