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Sad Memories of El Salvador Mirna Salgado from El Salvador
Let me talk about one day when my husband and I were with my son who was 2 months old. We decided to visit the town where I was born. It is about 3 hours from the capital. We took the bus at about 11 p.m. We were very happy. Then some dangerous men suddenly stopped the bus. Their faces were covered, and they told everybody to put their money in a bag. We did, but then they wanted everything else we had like jewelry and identification cards. After that, the bus ran again. Everybody was crying because we didn't have anything left. When we got to town, my family and I went to my grandma's home. We stayed for one night, but we couldn't sleep. The next day, we decided to come back to the city. Everything looked good but when the bus was close to the city after about one hour, the bus stopped and the driver told everybody to get out of the bus fast and fall down to the ground because the guerillas were fighting with the soldiers. We fell down behind the big stones and branches. After about 30 minutes, everything was finished. I saw how the ambulance picked up people who died or had some injury. Everybody was screaming. Finally we arrived to my house. After that, my husband started to work to come back to the U.S. After 3 months, we came back. We planned never to go back to El Salvador, but we went after 6 years. Everything is very different there today. I remember this like it happened yesterday. I'll never forget these sad memories. Nobody knows how a person feels when this happens to them.
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