ANTHONY MOBELE
It was on a Wednesday when they killed my brother.  My mother was on her way to Sebokeng and we asked my brother to accompany her.  He refused to go because he was a member of the UDF and they had a conflict with ASASIM.  He refused to accompany my mother and said that he will die for his vows.
 On our way back from a choral music, it was me and a friend of mine and his girlfriend.  We were playing cards and when we decided to sleep the gang of people came.  Amongst this gang I saw three people that I could identify.  It was Moss, I do not know his surname, Mzwake Maziboko and Mokipe, I do not know his surname as well.  Moss beat my brother with the back of the rifle.  We refused to open and they shot at the windows and they broke the door.  We tried to hide our brother, but unfortunately they had already spotted him.  They took him outside into some open veld and when they came back with him on the second time, they shot him in the corner next to our house.  
 I left my younger sisters and brothers and went to call my father from my aunt's place at Lembeti, but when we came back he was already lying down dead and the policemen were already there.