Around 4 a.m., soldiers encircled our group. Several hundred in our group lined up and filed off peacefully. But when we got to Beijing Music Hall [west of Tiananmen], some students started screaming, “Don’t panic, nobody panic!” Everybody started to run. Suddenly gunshots crackled around me and the air filled with gas. Just then a tank rolled through the bike lane, crushing people behind me who couldn’t get out of the way. I still can’t endure that [memory]. I’ll never forgive them for that.
