37. “Raven, run! Run baby! Please run and don't look back!" A female voice was telling me but this girl was little.
She was about nine or ten and she had small legs but moved very fast.
Wait…
It was me. It was me that the woman was asking to run and not look back.
I looked at my feet and I had no shoes and my feet hurt. It was like I had been running for a long time and it was not pleasant.
But I chanced a look behind me because I didn't understand why I should be running and why I would even listen to her.
But I wish I hadn't looked back because what I saw made me almost faint and I found myself screaming my lungs out.
There was a group of black masked men and they were hacking the woman to death as they were hacking firewood for a feast.
She was not crying for her life but mine
