It’s Christmas, whereas every year until now this has been the day my family gather and enjoy talking and catching up with each other’s lives this year it was a funeral. On the radio The leaders put out their deepest apologies to everyone who was still alive, for their lost loved ones, there is something else they say but its too quiet for me to understand, I manage to catch a few bits and pieces. After listening to it about 26 times I think that I hear part of it as “we will get them back for everything they have done to us”.
All of a sudden I feel a need for revenge. A need to give back what was given to us. I start to pack my stuff, it’s upsetting how little I actually own, and set out for the Capital, I collect what food I can mostly canned goods, lollies and chocolate.
I walk towards the capital, nothing will get in my way. Not today. I was getting there and I was going to take my revenge.
