STAHD 6

"What do you need?"

I trembled to ask the men who now held my family.

"You know what we need. Or maybe you want us to just take these children?"

He asked with a smirk and pointed the gun at my brothers. They were screaming, even aunt and uncle who were struggling to get away.

"Don't please, don't, not my brothers! They don't know anything about it!”

I started crying, I couldn't get closer because of the gun pointed at me.

"Don't empathize with my nephews! Whatever sin my brother has committed, turn it on him and not on the children! I told you that my brother has not come home for a long time! It's like pity, not the children!"

My aunt was also crying and shaking her head. Our neighbor also couldn't do anything because they were probably scared. I shook my head at them and tried to stand up to get closer to them, but uncle suddenly lost his temper and got away. He punched the men holding him.

Regardless of the blows that were also hitting him. He fought and tried to fight the