SIPHO ALFRED MR BUTHELEZI
The month was April in 1992.  Skosana and other young men who were residing in that same area called me Umkgwenbe.  I told them to stop calling me with such a name.  Skosana referred to me - said I was a dog and he wanted to get something to hit me with.  When the other one opened his jacket I saw an AK47.  I ran away.
	They shot at me but they missed me and I went to my place.  I told my brothers and I told them that the situation was tense.  Just because I'd stopped the guys trying to hit Skosana(sic) with the handgrenade and Skosana influenced the other people against me and they told the other people that I was a member of Inkatha Freedom Party. 
	My situation became worse.  On the 16th we couldn't sleep at our respective places because the people were pelting the house with stones.  We woke up.  I took that firearm, that 9mm.  I shot in the air for about five times.  
	The pelting of the stones subsided and my friend Jabulani said to me; it's better for us to leave the place because the people would come and burn us inside the house.  We did as Jabulani was saying.
	I didn't even know that Jabulani was an IFP member.  We went to Jabulani's girlfriend and we spent a night there at her place.  Jabulani told them about the situation.  After that they said we must get into the shack.  They locked us inside the shack, they locked from the outside.
	Jabulani opened the window and tried to talk to them through the window and asked them why were they using a padlock.  They said they that the people should think that there was no-one inside the shack.
	On the 17th we woke up and Jabulani told us to go to a certain place to get better protection.  I asked him: "Where are we going?" and he said: "Lets go to Kwamadala hostel.  I had no alternative but we had to go to Kwamadala hostel.  We went to Kwamadala hostel, it was three of us.