Kuto’s life was filled with anxiety. He was in Angola, a country that was at war. He had a white and black snapback cap on his head. His hair color was rusted red. He had a shaved face. He wore a blue plaid shirt. Kuto was always on the lookout for danger. He never knew when the next bomb would go off or when the next bullet would be fired. Kuto had seen too many people die in front of him.

One day, Kuto heard gunfire in the distance.He knew that it meant trouble was coming his way.”Get down!” he yelled to the others around him as he dove for cover behind a tree trunk.”Stay here,” he said as he crawled away towards the sound of the shooting.”I’ll find out what’s going on and come back for you.”

As Kuto got closer to the fighting, he could see that rebel soldiers were attacking a government military base . The government troops were trying to defend themselves, but they were outnumbered and outgunned . It quickly became clear that they were going to lose this battle .

Suddenly, one of the rebel soldiers spotted Kuto crawling towards them .”Hey! There’s someone over there!” The soldier yelled as he started firing at Kuto . Bullets kicked up dirt all around him as Kuto desperately tried to make it back to safety . Finally ,he made it back unharmed ,but shaken by what he had just witnessed .