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Sunday, December 16, 2007

CHAPTER 3


They said they were Catholics. But I didn’t’ believe them. Why would they kill us just to kill us? They were Spaniards and we were Indians. We had been living here for many years. Why? Why would they want to kill us? Those were the thoughts that went through our heads the night before the battle. The whole night we look down at their camps, in the valley while we prepared our spears and bows for the battle we didn’t want to fight.

Finally the time came we, about 80,000 of us, went to fight the 400 of them. When our fighters saw them riding their very large dogs we didn’t know what to shoot. There was also a weird sound it sounded like jingles coming from the dogs’ legs. When they came closer there was loud BANGING and BOOMING sounds. It put us all in shock. My fellow Indians began to get hit with very small particles that were coming from the objects that made the bang sounds. The particles came so fast that they were invisible to our eye sight. Many of our people were getting killed. They began to form massive piles.

What was left of our group tried to retreat; the Spaniards followed and killed more and more of us. My friend and I hid in a trench while they continued to kill. Somehow we managed to stay hidden.

After what seemed like forever they left. So we went to see if any one else survived. But all that was on the battle field was bodies piled on top of each other.

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