My father tried to convince them that what they are trying to do is not good but turned deaf ears, he later realized that they came for him and not us. They shot him on his head and he died, but they did not touch the two of us.
My father died as a result of the riot which took place in Kano in the year 2004. The rioters attacked our house and my father was killed by the rioters. Other members of the family ran to the Police Barrack for refuge
He ran into them with the motorcycle he boarded. They cut him with machete until he died. I and my siblings were staying with our uncle because our mother was suffering from breast cancer. She was not able to cater for us.