Day 3

"Get down!" I yelled at my sister as i thought we were going to be shot by the tank. I fling myself to the groung and so she did as well slowly. She was so hard headed and threw another rock onto the tank. We stood up again after my sister told me that the tank would shoot us if they want to shoot us. I gained courage and decided to talk to the tank and asked Bibi to go straight home. I thought of my ancestors. The desert warriors. I asked the tank to give my ball back like how desert warriors would do. Direct but straight to the point. No answer at all. I was really terrified . Felt numb and my feet stopped moving.