Bangs from the doorway woke me up from the middle of the night. Red guards growing more agrevated as they shouted to come in. Drowsiness overcame me as I stumbled for my host mother. She shook me to wake me up. We both cowered behind my host father hoping that they would leave but it was to late the door had given out and fell on the floor. Ten’s of Red guards came swarming in searching every part of the house. They took all of our valuables including my father’s and mothers wedding rings. My family frightened, I tried to comfort my mother and father as best as I could but my own body was shaking at the thought they might take us as well.
When they left the sun had begun to rise. The light from the sun revealed what horrible damage they did. Floors were yanked up, all of my clothing was gone accept for a pair of old socks that no longer fit, all of our money and vaubles were stolen, ashes from the photos they burned were still there. I began to clean up trying to cope from the situation. My host father apoligized to me a hundred times but. I was just glad he was safe. My host mother went to go look for a job immediatly for the damage that was done. She came bck later tired and with no luck. In fact people was gossiping about what had happend and was disgusted by the fact we had so much bergoise items in our home. Some boys from the school even stalked my mother and threw rocks at her. One hit her in the eye and was bleeding. How could anyone be so cruel?
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