Captured

Capture

I gripped the stool under my table where i was hiding , i prayed for them not to find us i have never begged so hard .
tears rolled down my eyes as i starred at the two girls next to me their faces flushed and their eyes bloodshot red , i tried to give amy and leila an assuring face that we will be fine when we heard a loud bang on the door as it flew off its hinges,

the sound of gunshots filled the air i was in more shock than i have ever been in my entire life,
the two guys in the class tried to fight their way out as i saw one of them fall to the ground with a bullet in his head and blood gushing out of his face, i instantly felt numb.

i could feel my heart ache as i starred at the now dead boy who randomly made jokes in the class
Leila held my mouth so the sounds of my loud heaving wouldn't be heard,  as the men were about to leave amys foot kicks the stool .
at that moment i realised we were done for, i knew this is it, this is where i die, never have i imagined i would be in such a horrified state, i thought of why i left my country for this scholarship in nigeria i thought of my fathers  reaction when he refused, i thought of my mother, my elder sister and brother.

It seemed like everything around me was a blurr as the table under which we were hiding was lifted and thrown to the other side of the classroom making a loud crashing sound i darted my eyes up to see a tall dark man, he was muscular with his face roughly covered, he stared at us as he pointed his gun to our faces
I was already numb the gun clicked as  i Shut my eyes  and held the two girls next to me, they where the only friends with me the only ones i was with at this tragic moment waiting for the gun to be fired. my heartbeat raised my face swollen with tears as the gun shot ...

i opened my eyes ,another man with his face covered holding the gun just shot to the air he yelled at the dark man towering above us and left ...

i thought we were going to die my body felt as if a huge weight was laying on me dragging me down, my stomach ached as if i was being constantly stung deep, this is the worst day of my entire 18 years for i have no idea if i will live or die ....

We were dragged to a car and shoved at the back of a pick up truck, i saw the other guy from the class who my thoughts believed me to think he escaped,
but he was tied in the worst manner, like an animal.
the university was ablaze  dead bodies everywhere i should have known better than to come to a survey trip to northern nigeria i always knew my inquisitiveness would put me in trouble ...
I looked at the dark armed men in the pickup truck with their guns held high . They were the bokuharam, the so dared bombers, kidnappers and murderers.
i have heard of how they raid schools and universities kidnapping,burning and murdering those who refused to join them.

My eyes drifted as i fell on amys lap i felt her cold arms hold me tight and leila try to wipe the tears off my swollen face i was blacked out.