She is Fatima, an adorable, beautiful young girl, with a heart bigger than Africa itself. she has very long curly hair, she looks like an African American with very beautiful eyes that let us down.

 In addition, she has known a very difficult life since her birth, in fact since the death of her parents she has lived with her paternal grandmother.
  
  The latter knew how to take care of her, despite her more or less painful situation.
  
 From then on, she decides to come and find work in the capital to be able to help her grandmother and thus improve their living conditions.
    
  However, she will experience ups and downs in her life.
    
    Will she have the strength to overcome her predators?

My Destiny

It only took me two spoonfuls of yoghurt accompanied by a banana that I got down to joining Mother Anta in the living room where she is indulging in one of her favorite activities, namely monitoring information this afternoon. I am happy to see my grandmother calm with the incidence that had occurred the day before. I don't want to broach this delicate subject with her so that she doesn't remember everything that happened. On the other hand, I can't detach myself from this reality, because I still don't know the purpose of these men. I fear for my life and that of the people I love. I am deep in meditation when I see my grandmother who, quite astonished, beckons me to watch television because she tells me she sees the face of Mohamed who cannot read. I take a look when I see the headline: 


Mohamed Amar has just been rushed to hospital after being the victim of a serious accident. 


Chapter 91