Full Summary:
Her father always said "Fight for what is right!" Then the War came & the Militia killed him, the president of Nigeria. Now she & her siblings are hiding among a group of refugees at a Mission.
Hiding In Plain Sight:
The Mission was somewhere we had always known we would be welcome. My brother and I had been in our rooms packing our belongings like our parents had told us to. We already had a bag packed for our two younger siblings and were packing our own bags. In them, we put our camera and the many batteries we knew we would need along with the rest of the memory disks that the camera took and stored its pictures on.
We knew that something bad was happening and that if it did happen; we were to get our siblings to safety as quickly as possible by means of the servants' quarters. My father always told us that we would have to be brave if anything ever happened to us. He also always treated our servants' like family and even gave them time off (mostly Saturday's and Sunday's).
We always had a royal life since he was the President of Nigeria. But as we knew it would happen, life gets complicated without anyone even noticing it. When we were packed and had all the bags together, we grabbed our siblings, the bags and a few coats and headed to the servants' quarters. Maud, one of the Maids seemed surprised to see us until she saw the look on mine and my brother's face. She knew what was going on.
Shortly after my mother had told us to pack, she had been summoned to the main room (where my father met with anyone that wanted to talk with him). We hadn't heard back from her and we were starting to worry but we knew what we had to do. Maud understood as well. Her brother worked at the Mission that we had visited a few times with the help of her. Maud had the disguises we would need in her purse and gave each of us one before stuffing bread and fruit into the bags we had packed.
We grabbed our younger siblings and put them in the jeep and then got in next to them. Maud's brother was sitting in the driver's seat and Maud got into the passenger's side. She told us to keep quiet and we looked at our younger siblings and told them that they could not say a word, just like we had practiced many times before; had something like this happened and we needed to get out.
Once at the gate, we were stopped by Militia men asking where we were going. Maud and her brother answered that they were taking us back to a Mission. We had been visiting the President who had promised that he would help us find our parents. They let us leave and continued to make sure that no one else got through the gate. Once on the outside of the gate and making sure not one of the Militia was watching, we parked the jeep next to a storage facility and grabbed all of our belongings that we had packed.
The hike to the Mission began that day and we knew that we would be on the run from that moment on. No one must know who we are and they must never find out either. But could the younger ones keep the secret as well as my brother and I?