We were by the TV tower when the first tanks appeared. They stopped in front of the crowd which was blocking their path. The tanks began to turn their barrels in all directions and tried to aim them at the people, and they let out smoke screens. Soon after, a shot rang out, and then another. Vivid fire blazed and a hot wave sprang into our eyes. Our ears were stuffed and ringing. Coming to my senses a bit, I noticed that there were some men standing by the bus, and one of them was wiping away blood that was running from his nose and mouth... One tank turning its barrel, broke the windows of a bus standing nearby, and in a demonstration of power, broke down a road sign-When we climbed up the slope, we noticed a stir among the people who were standing by the tower. Jumping over the fence, we began to run there. While running, I noticed BMP armored vehicles emerging from the dark; armed paratroopers were sitting on top of them. I watched as a GAZ-66 military vehicle approached, and a group of armed officers got out of it. Someone tried to pour water on them from the tower. Soon after, the paratroopers attacked the tower, working their way through with explosives and series of shots. Firing and explosions were quickly heard inside the tower, and windows were breaking. When I turned around, I saw a tank approaching. It was pushing people from the tower, and as it did so paratroopers came and took their places. In a blink the tank was already crushing its victims. Running them over, it stopped. I rushed over to the poor people - there was a man of 30 or 40, and a girl who was about my age. They were practically lying on top of each other. It was impossible to pull them out, so I ran to the front of the tank, shouting and motioning for the driver to move back. I was hoping that the driver would see me. He definitely saw me, but that made it even worse because in an effort to scare me and the people standing around, the tank moved forward and stopped again. I ran to a group of paratroopers and asked for help, but they gave me a short answer: „Čevo prišol siuda?!" („Why did you come here?") and turned the barrels of their tommy guns. Suddenly the tank jerked back, but the people were still under its tracks. Horror-stricken and angry, I started to kick the tank. Fortunately, a person dragged me from the tank when I tried to climb onto that vehicle of death...
I don't know who to thank, but finally the tank drove away from the poor people, who were immediately picked up and carried away so that they could be given help...
I watched as a soldier ran up and kicked a person who was standing by the tank and recording all the chaotic noise on a cassette tape. The man was followed by an explosive packet when he tried to run away. I saw a tank turn and begin to drive right at a group of people who hadn't done anything except chant: „Lietuva, Lietuva!" Those who hadn't managed to escape were thrown down. The paratroopers tried to beat the people who had fallen, but people started defending them. An officer rushed over and fired a series of shots at those people, and the soldiers followed suit. Some men fell down not far from me. One of them was lying flat on his back and wasn't moving, while another was crouch¬ing and groaning. I rushed to him because I wanted to help, and I heard a paratrooper scream: „Stojat, vse nazad!" („Stop, everyone back!"). Then there was another series of shots and I was hit in the head. Grabbing my head, I kneeled down. A woman helped me get up. After the first short period of dizzi¬ness had passed, I caught a glimpse of my hands - they were bloody.
Lithuania, 1991.01.13 : documents, testimonies, comments. - Vilnius : State Publishing Center, 1992, p. 132-133.