An eye-witness tells AfricaNews of a massacre at the Abo Zabul prison in Egypt and how that country's army had covered it up. Follow the narration: I met Ahmed (real name withheld) during the demonstrations on the final day of the Egyptian Revolution. He told me that this was the first day he had come to the protests and had come to Tahrir Square in the hope of finding someone with whom he could share his story. - He had lived with the guilt for many years and he was seeking to unburden himself. He gave me a brief summary of his tale and I took his number and arranged to call him to arrange a meeting. We met the next day at a coffee shop in Borsa. He showed me photographs of himself …

As Hosni Mubarak finally threw in the towel, I was just leaving Tahrir Square with my friend Eman, when we heard a roar of elation rising from the square. We looked at each other excitedly. "What happened?" Eman asked. We rushed to the nearest shop, a bakery, to look at the TV. The owner told us that Mubarak had stepped down. - We ran out to the street and joined in the celebrations, jumping up and down and cheering. We joined the crowds running to the square. Tahrir square was heaving with a writhing mass of celebrants and a sea of Egyptian flags. People were cheering, “Allah Akbar,” “God is the Greatest.” There was singing and dancing, praying and firew…

AfricaNews' reporter in Egypt narrates how she and her friends had an encounter with the army in Cairo.This is how she begins: I headed back into Tahrir Square with Snoopy and his family. We were confident that it would be safe as we could see on the news that the square was teeming with tens of thousands of peaceful protestors. - As we approached Tahrir Square, we had to pass through many checkpoints, set up by the local men and women. There was a spirit of love and peace among the people. At one of the checkpoints a woman held out her arms to indicate that she wanted to search me. I misinterpreted the gesture as an indication that she wanted a hug, so I wrapped my arms around her and …

Our reporter in Egypt narrates how she and her friends were detained in Cairo. This is how she begins the narration: My friend Angie and I decided that we would attempt to join the protests in Tahrir Square, so we parked up outside her friend, Roberto's house and made our way from Garden City towards Tahrir, with Roberto and his friend Arish, in tow. - Every 50 meters or so, we were stopped by the local men and boys, who had set up road blocks in lieu of the police. They wanted to check who we were and what we were doing. As we ventured down one road, a man appeared dressed in military uniform. He pointed his gun at us and ordered us to go forward one at a time. We moved forward slo…

The Egyptian Army urges protesters to go home as protests continue today for the ninth day, after over one million people gathered in Cairo's Tahrir Square to demonstrate against President Hosni Mubarack. On Tuesday 1st February, Mubarack appeared on state television to announce that he will not run for re-election but for now at least, he is refusing to step down from the position he has held since 1981. - Here in Cairo, we are all desperately tired as many of us have been protesting everyday and others are protecting their homes and families. There is little time to stop to eat or sleep, and sleep is fitful at best. The protests began on Tuesday 25th January 2011. Initially protest…

When I came to Egypt one of my goals was to help to improve human rights and make a change to the injustice of the system. I've been here for two and a half years and until this week, I didn't know how I could make a difference. I have been praying for assistance to find a way to facilitate change. - I’ve often felt that alone, British woman can’t do much to make a difference but I kept praying and I trusted that as I had the right intention my prayers would be answered and as Mother Teresa says "We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop." Sitting in my home on Tuesday eve…