Uganda-Bound: Dodging Death and Decapitation

Uganda-Bound: Dodging Death and Decapitation

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A raw and honest short-story about surviving death and decapitation on an overnight journey to Uganda. Santai Kimakeke and I were standing somewhere in the dense Nakuru forests, it was pitch dark and there was no sign of life, anywhere. We hadn't quite made it to the Ugandan border and all we had with us were our backpacks and the obnoxious albino American that hitched himself to this lifeboat, us. Navigating East African infrastructure was an expected challenge, but tonight's test included survival. We knew this was Mungiki territory and our nerves were telling us "stay and be hunted or run and be chased".
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Note: This book is undergoing heavy editing and re-writing. Thank you She was soaked in blood from head to toe. Her clothes were sticky and the air was filled with the smell of death. Her guns lay on the pillow and her head was on her grandmothers shoulder. She kept on singing a lullaby to her grandmothers lifeless body. She has failed her, she had failed the only mission her uncle gave her before he passed. "Protect ugogo." That is all the he said before he passed. She had killed every single one of them but one bullet came through the window and it was over. Tears flowed freely from her eyes. She was alone in the world now and she didn't want to go on without her Gogo.

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