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The year we hid away
The year we hid away










the year we hid away

They separated them into Christians and Muslims. ‘The people on the ground floor were separated by the attackers. Once she was in there, resettled and still, she heard screams and sounds of what was really happening on the ground floor with the other students. So I used the bed to climb into the drawer and covered myself with the clothes and the shopping items and then I left the drawer open so they’ll not suspect I was in there.’ A memorial plaque was erected one year on in honour of the lives lost during the attack There were some drawers in the wardrobe and in the drawers there were some clothes and shopping items. So I came out from under the bed and I went to hide in the wardrobe. ‘I kept hiding under the bed until they said the people hiding under the beds should come out. They encouraged women to come out so some of the girls came out of where they were hiding.’Ĭynthia however refused to come out of her hiding place till she found a better one.

the year we hid away

They also said they do not hurt women because their culture does not allow them to. The men said that if we were hiding under the beds then we better come out because they’d find us. We hid there but then the gunmen reached the hostels. There were three beds so each of us hid under one. The others had gone to the bathroom to hide so I asked my friends what should we do? And they said maybe we should hide under the beds. When I got to my room, two of my colleagues were there. As we were running some of my colleagues were falling down because they had been shot by bullets. We could see the sparks of the gunfire flying around so we decided to run. It was just a continuous burst of gunfire. When we got to the classroom we read for a while. In my hostel we did not have any electricity so we decided to go to the lecture hall. ‘I had woken up early with my friends to study for an exam. She survived by hiding in a cupboard under a pile of clothes for two days. It’s been over five years since the Cynthia Cherotich witnessed 142 of her classmates killed by Al-Shabaab terrorits at her univeristy – Garissa University in Northern Kenya.












The year we hid away