The Tutsis stayed one and a half month in the camp, while the Tutsi-led Rwandan Patriotic Army (RPA) proceeded against the Hutus in Rwanda.When they finally took over the country, the refugees left the camp to go back to Rwanda. Then the Hutus started arriving in Goma, and it became a crazy flow, going back and forth between Goma and Rwanda.
The Hutu refugees arrived in the space of two weeks; they were coming by foot, by truck, by bus - there was a terrible overflow in Goma. Some of them were arrived exhausted, especially the ones who had walked all the way to the border; some were so tired and starving that they died on arrival. The dead bodies were mostly of children and old people.
During the night in the camp, we could see the men circulate freely with arms, sometimes with grenades. Even in the consultation room, the men were armed to the teeth - they were using arms in the camp, especially for settling of scores. The people told us with enthusiasm about the number of Tutsis they had killed; even an eight year-old child told us that he had killed two Tutsis - an eight year-old child ! I know he was telling the truth. At that time there was a message being broadcast by the radio: "If you see a Tutsi beside you; man, woman, child, kill him before he kills you".
When the Hutu refugees settled in the camp, there was a Hutu man who really had a Tutsi morphology (the nose, the Achilles' tendons, the hands) - he was shot in the thorax if I remember well. They brought him to us in emergency, but he died of his wound.
It was so painful to see all these dead bodies in the streets that I would always come home from school with a terrible headache. That year I also lost my little sister; she was eleven years old, and a Congolese soldier in a car just hit her. I really found out then that people could die suddenly, just like that.