Once again I was awoken by the sound of screams and crying I opened my eyes and again all I was greeted with was the sight of lifeless bodies and crying women and children.I realised that I was no longer restrained by chains I started to call again nyima! abako! lane! Not long after I heard the familiar voice of my brother calling my name.crawling as fast as I could I went in the direction in which I heard my name.
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Historical FictionThis story is about an African girl named akiba and the things she went thru when her village was attacked by soilders.
