Emilie, a little girl, 12 years old, lives in
7th April, 1994 at 12.00am Emilie heard loud knocking on her door and her parents screaming ‘mutubabarire wee!’ She stayed in her room terrified till the screaming finally faded out into a mere whimper. She cried for her siblings and neighbours, but they are all extinguished in the raging fires of genocide.
The stench of charred bodies with her , Emilie fled to Gikongoro, she never ceased crying and asking for her family. The UN aid workers decided to shift Emilie to
Jean from the local Red Cross meets Emilie one day, while she solicits men near Frederikstad. There begins a journey of change as she meets Emilie every week comforts and gives her hope. One day, Jean sees a syringe on the kitchen floor, its too late; the paramedics later find Emilie, silent and still.
A story created by Kenneth and Fify from
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