Held at gunpoint by the gang
7 automatic weapons were pointed at us as the gang surrounded our vehicle. I thought, this is it. It’s over. I was going to be taken. Here’s what happened on the 30th of December: For the past several months with all the issues in Haiti, I’ve been sitting in the back seat instead of the front whenever I leave the house to go into the city or come from the airport to leave the city. Less people can see me in the back so it just feels safer. After lots of deep breaths I felt confident I could quickly go to the grocery store to get the basic necessities and then make the trip back to La Limyè. Before I even got in the truck and after I was in, I prayed for safety, thanked Him in advance for protection and prayed no traumatic issues would happen on the road because one can only handle so much in a lifetime and I thought I should be about done. Once we left the grocery store we passed the round about and headed down that road. When we got to the outskirts of Port au Prince there was a