I was on my way to my khala’s (aunt) house one day. She was very old and used to stay ill most of the time. I collected all the things that I thought she would require, along with some money in my pocket and headed towards her house.
The streets were quiet as it was almost night fall. Most people had winded up their work and returned home. I had finished my work early that day.
I was walking down the street, lost in my thoughts when all of a sudden I heard a voice calling out to me. I stopped and turned around. Two military soldiers were leaning against a fence. They called out to me again but in an abusive manner. I got aggravated at this but simply turned back and started to walk again. The soldiers ran towards me and pushed me to the floor. They started to beat me up and searched through my things. Then they went through my pockets and took all my money. I wanted to fight back but I was scared that they would only do worse to me.
After having their fun they just left me there on the street, bleeding.
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