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

As said people come in your life for a reason if not for a reason for a season, if not for a season for a lifetime. My name is Samkelisiwe and this is just the beginning. 


Year 2019 a year that is never to be forgotten. I mean that was my matric year. The end of my academic minor journey. As a teenager I had a companion, a friend, a sister an older sister. Otherwise, she disappeared in thin air as the thunder was about to strike. 


We fought I just couldn't take the pain anymore. I couldn't bare being pretended on. I couldn't bare the fake love anymore what so ever! We had life for the faint hearted. I mean how could oner. I’ll rather not go into depth with it. 


As said in my mother's tongue "sibaxolela bangaxolisanga senzela thina ukuthi siphole". 8 September 2019, that day has to be written in history books. No what I mean is September as a whole yet till October. Those were 'Bloody' months for me. 
