User:Adamaly11/sandbox

Onyango, fictional person

It was the day of the feast of the soil, it is a tradition in my village, in fact the seeds of the fertility of the new season, there is music and we eat in bankers for the occasion. I was nine when it happened, I was with my friends, as sometimes I like to do, I walked away from the group to play with the power by the lake. I was having fun and moving the bottom of the lake, it was making strange noises and looking at the surface of the water, this is where I saw them, on the other side of the shore, in the distance, a flickering torch, they were mounted on dragons, say that I had only seen them in books, armed to the teeth, knives, arrows. There were hundreds of them, they looked like shadows, they started screaming, before rushing towards me across the lake, I ran to the village beach to warn the others, we are being attacked by monsters! !!! and in a short time the silence left to wait for the screams, my mother took my little brother and locked themselves in the room, I saw my father take his gun and go outside. I was spreading noises of terror, pain, crying, and I waited for all the worst horrors of the earth could wait for, over a while the noise faded, but I heard the clinking of their weapons. I heard the heavy shining footsteps of a man advancing towards our house, my mother made us hide and took a knife, the man stops without opening the door, I saw the light of his torch crossing the plank, it intensified and the thatched roof started to catch fire, the house started to burn, the door was the only way out, the man was leaving, my mother to check that there was no one around, she took my little brother and I trying to leave discreetly, we managed to take a few steps outside until my little brother cries daddy, I saw him on the ground, a gaping hole in his belly, my brother's scream warned the attackers, we started running and then an arrow hit my mother, she collapsed, I couldn't stop but my little brother was hit too, I try to shoot towards me but I did not succeed, I reached the first trees in the woods and it is there that I saw the army of the village arrive, I was recovered and taken away at the barracks. The next day, the village army took us to Korhogo with a few bandages for the treatment, there were dozens of us who survived but they separated us when they left, I did not realize that I had just lost my family. It was when I was little but the day I would cross paths again, I would be ready !!!!!!!.