My name is Samkelisiwe Nzama and I live in a place that is not as safe as yours. Am only seventeen and I have seen trouble to last me for a life time. My dad let’s just say he works at local school and my mom a nearby firm. Where I live you dare not shine to. I do not leave the house.

Now I sit here alone and am scared. I am not sure if am depressed. I mean am not sad but am not exactly happy either. I can laugh, joke and smile but sometimes when am alone at night I forget how to feel. The journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama was not meant for human eye. I was the unnoticed, I was the unnoticeable soul. The more I laughed was the more time I spent with my eyes closed in this journey. But the dark cloud will finally disappear and I will walk towards reality in the soft light of dusk.

With this I welcome you to The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama. My days are full of victory for I win every day. I am sure I would find it funny if an ant came looking for me. THIS STORY IS DEEP AND DOMESTIC [WARNING]THE CONTENT OF THIS STORY MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SENSTIVE READERS.

The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama

Every weekend I would go home, but I never mentioned anything to my mother. Cause I needed a place to stay that was close by to school. And they were the only option we had. 


It got to a point where I started suffering from chest pains, but I was nothing. I would not talk about anything I would keep everything to heart. It was not easy at all. Things we not easy. 


I than decided to tell my parents, I told them that I cannot live with the gran anymore. And I just could not tell them the valid reason why? Whenever I would go home that where I found peace, I mean the new home 


The year was than over and I moved back home. Well home was home back then. It was exciting being home, I guess. 


Another year came again that was my last year in high school. Now the travelling from school to home and back became a problem. I was no more living with gran. Now what? 
