You guys have heard of the country named Burma or Myanmar? right? This is a story that happened to me back there.
I was just standing trying to watch my cousin beat a man in Leth-Wei, Burmese boxing,.. I was only 4′9, so I couldnt see much, but when my dad picked me up on his shoulders, I saw bushes moving in the forests, with AK-47s but I didnt no wat that was since it was just an orange wood sticking out,.. I asked my dad what it was, and he yelled so hard ,”Soldiers!!” and people ran for their lives! Next thing I noticed was people dying everywhere I looked, My dad with me on his shoulders running to our home, and gathered whatever we can,… My mom and sister was in the capitol city of Burma so they were safe,.. As the soldiers shoot everyone they saw, some of our village made a stand, either trying to kill the soldiers with guns used to hunting, but they were out-numbered and out-gunned,.. When my dad put me on the ground, we ran as fast as we could, seeing that everyone was dying besides us,.. The most grueling things i saw was my cousin thesame cousins boxing, died being shot in the head, … I was furious but there was nothing i could do.. At last we were safe in the jungles for now, The survivors ran for an nearby village for safety, same with us, … I’ve always dreamed of standing up to the soldiers and dying for my people and doing anything for them was the best way to die to protect the people you love..
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