The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama

I went to the main town, to the banks office so that they could block my card as it was stolen. I got to the bank and the guy who works there, asked for my details and he looked in the system and he found that I was really scammed and my bank balance was zero. The guy with the red jacket took everything. Then I felt the pain much harder than before.

I went back home, I slept.

My mother came home after work asking if am okey and that was when my tears came out in bulks, I cried my heart off, asking her. Why ME? Why do I have to go through pain? My mother cried with me also as she comforted me. We both cried.

People told me that life goes on, but to me that was the saddest part. I had to cry in the rain, because when I do, no one can hear that pain. There where to types of pains I felt. The one that hurts me and the one changed me.

So, I had to close the door of the past, and open the one of the futures. Take a deep breath on through and start a new chapter.