JudgeJudi
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Part 2
I suddenly heard my Mums voice outside my room saying, Wat gaan hier aan? [What's happening here?] I assumed that the attacker must have heard it too because he then left the room. I could not see what happened outside the room as my view of the door was obstructed by our bedroom wall. The attacker remained outside my field of vision for some time. I am unsure how long but it was not long. I cannot recall whether I heard any sound of an attack on my Mum outside of our room. The attacker then came back into the room and slowly came at me. At that stage I was standing close to the bottom of my bed. He was laughing and seemed almost unconcerned about my presence.
I stepped forward and grabbed his wrist and right hand in which he was carrying the axe with both my hands. I managed to wrestle the axe from his grip and shoved him away from me towards the bottom end of Rudis bed. As a result of the push, he spun around and away from me. I was surprised how easy I was able to disarm him.
I remember seeing Rudi moving on his bed in my peripheral vision. He was also making what seemed like gurgling noises. The attacker came at me again. He grabbed my right forearm in which I was holding the axe. At the same time he lifted his right hand and I then saw he had a knife in his right hand. I do not know where he got the knife from or when and how he got in possession of the knife. His attack was slow again and I was able to grab his right forearm and his right hand with my left. We pushed and pulled one another, stepping back and forth next to the gap between the feet of the beds.
He cut and slashed at my chest and also stabbed at my chest. He also slashed at my left arm. I was still holding onto his right forearm which prevented him from inflicting serious harm. He then moved his right arm in a way that just twisted my left hand counter clockwise. This hurt my arm my hand and arm. He started to stab at me with the knife but initially I was still able to prevent him from stabbing me. I realised that I would not be able to keep a grip with my hand twisted and hurting so I struck his right shoulder with the axe in an attempt to make him let go of the knife.
Despite this, he managed to stab me with the knife on my left side almost at the same time that I struck him with the axe. It was only at this point that I realised that I was holding the axe backwards, as a result of which I struck him with the blunt side of the axe. After I struck him, he let go of the knife and my right arm and retreated. I immediately pulled the knife out of my side and dropped it, I presume somewhere on the floor but I dont know exactly where.
The attacker fled out of the room. I hesitated a moment and followed him. I remember seeing Rudi from my peripheral view, moving around on his bed rather violently. I also recall hearing what sounded like angry voices of more than one person somewhere else in the house. Although I could not distinguish specific words, it sounded like the persons were speaking Afrikaans.
As I went out of the room, I recall having a glimpse of Marli and my Mum lying immediately outside the bedroom door on the top landing connecting our bedrooms. I was later shown photographs that were apparently taken of Marli and my Mum by Sgt. Kleynhans, one of the first police officers on the scene. I cannot say exactly where they were or what their exact position was outside the room when I exited it but I can definitely say that Marlis feet were not in the same place as they are in Kleynhans photographs.
I suddenly heard my Mums voice outside my room saying, Wat gaan hier aan? [What's happening here?] I assumed that the attacker must have heard it too because he then left the room. I could not see what happened outside the room as my view of the door was obstructed by our bedroom wall. The attacker remained outside my field of vision for some time. I am unsure how long but it was not long. I cannot recall whether I heard any sound of an attack on my Mum outside of our room. The attacker then came back into the room and slowly came at me. At that stage I was standing close to the bottom of my bed. He was laughing and seemed almost unconcerned about my presence.
I stepped forward and grabbed his wrist and right hand in which he was carrying the axe with both my hands. I managed to wrestle the axe from his grip and shoved him away from me towards the bottom end of Rudis bed. As a result of the push, he spun around and away from me. I was surprised how easy I was able to disarm him.
I remember seeing Rudi moving on his bed in my peripheral vision. He was also making what seemed like gurgling noises. The attacker came at me again. He grabbed my right forearm in which I was holding the axe. At the same time he lifted his right hand and I then saw he had a knife in his right hand. I do not know where he got the knife from or when and how he got in possession of the knife. His attack was slow again and I was able to grab his right forearm and his right hand with my left. We pushed and pulled one another, stepping back and forth next to the gap between the feet of the beds.
He cut and slashed at my chest and also stabbed at my chest. He also slashed at my left arm. I was still holding onto his right forearm which prevented him from inflicting serious harm. He then moved his right arm in a way that just twisted my left hand counter clockwise. This hurt my arm my hand and arm. He started to stab at me with the knife but initially I was still able to prevent him from stabbing me. I realised that I would not be able to keep a grip with my hand twisted and hurting so I struck his right shoulder with the axe in an attempt to make him let go of the knife.
Despite this, he managed to stab me with the knife on my left side almost at the same time that I struck him with the axe. It was only at this point that I realised that I was holding the axe backwards, as a result of which I struck him with the blunt side of the axe. After I struck him, he let go of the knife and my right arm and retreated. I immediately pulled the knife out of my side and dropped it, I presume somewhere on the floor but I dont know exactly where.
The attacker fled out of the room. I hesitated a moment and followed him. I remember seeing Rudi from my peripheral view, moving around on his bed rather violently. I also recall hearing what sounded like angry voices of more than one person somewhere else in the house. Although I could not distinguish specific words, it sounded like the persons were speaking Afrikaans.
As I went out of the room, I recall having a glimpse of Marli and my Mum lying immediately outside the bedroom door on the top landing connecting our bedrooms. I was later shown photographs that were apparently taken of Marli and my Mum by Sgt. Kleynhans, one of the first police officers on the scene. I cannot say exactly where they were or what their exact position was outside the room when I exited it but I can definitely say that Marlis feet were not in the same place as they are in Kleynhans photographs.
I really hope justice will be done for Martin, Theresa, Rudi, and Marli.