She was 16 when she had her first daughter; and though her country was witnessing unrest situation since the military takeover, yet she had a peaceful life with her loving husband and cute little girl, until the fifth day of her daughter’s second birthday.
That day she walked up early as usual, and started to prepare the breakfast for her family, she had a lot of plans for that day, her husband promised to take her to visit her family in few days, so she wanted to go to the market to buy some gifts for them, the trip from her village to the market will take 3 hours of her day, and she had to do that quickly to avoid falling in trouble with any militia if she may come late.
Suddenly, she heard screaming and crying outside, she looked from her window, to find a militia group invading her village, chasing people in the road and pulling them out of their huts. She got scared and ran to the other room to tell her husband and protect her baby when a man broke her door with his heavy boots. The husband waked up dreadful and jumped to see what happened to get a bullet in the head the moment he stepped out of his room; he fell down right next to her feet, she froze in her place with wide-opened eyes while feeling her feet getting wet with the hot blood of her husband.
The armed man entered the house and started breaking everything in his way to her, he kicked away the body of the husband and stood in front of her, and blew his cigarette smoke into her face, yet she did not blink. She felt his heavy boot smashing her bare feet, but she was not there, she was not able to distinguish if what was happing real or she just imagining. But she trembled when she heard her daughter crying, she looked at her, but could not run to her while her feet were under the mercy of this mountain. She tried to get rid of his boots when he smiled and sent another bullet to mute the girl forever.
Only then, she screamed, wishing to get the third bullet, but seems like her crying was like music for him, he pulled her hair, tore her clothes and raped her, the more she cried, the more he was enjoying. He burned her body with his cigarette when he wanted to reply to his friends who were looking for him. Three other militiamen entered the house, and he invited them to take a break as he did, so they did.
Before leaving her house, he decided to take a souvenir from there, so he grabbed her.
He pulled her naked in the roads of the village, she was crying, but no one was there anymore to help her, she tripped several times with a lot of the dead bodies, one was for her neighbour, a nice old lady, who used to borrow some milk from her, another one was for her friend with whom she supposed to go for shopping that day, the third one was for a man used to sing all-time in the village, she knew most of them, but they could not see her anymore.
In the truck, other guys were singing while were taking turns on raping her, the way from her village to the militia camp, seems like years, and no one was hearing her crying in the bushes.
For three days she was tied into a tree naked, terrified and hungry, she was crying non-stop, while the militiamen were coming to her to take off their pants, some to pee on her and others to rape her……..


To be continued.