Chapter 3

PRESENT

"Where are my children,where did you take my children?" I ask the superiors again shedding fake tears , beating Edgars chest with my little fists , " this is a waste of time , Edgar go lock her up in the psycho room, I'm not entertaining her" Major Ledger says leaving the Medical room . Edgar helps me up together with Arzula,they take me to the Psycho room and once we're inside ,Edgar leaves. Arzula helps me to the bed."Arzula did anyone see you on your way out?" I ask Arzula curious as to whether my babies are safe or not ," Don't worry I had no implications or obstacles on my way and Layla has the children with her ,she wasn't alone though but I handed her everything you asked me to including the letter"

And at last I can breath , I just have to carry on with my act for two or three weeks," do you need anything?" Arzula asks," No I just need to be alone right now and thank you very much ,I have no words to show how gratefull I am for your love and suppotiveness" , she just nods and leaves .

When I arrived here ,Arzula and I were'nt best of friends and now we're almost inseperable.

I'll forever be grateful to God for leading me to her because without her my children would've been terminated because I surely wasn't gonna let them get trapped in this hell whole without experiencing what the outside world is like. I know Anna,Amanda and Afika are in good hands with my sister.

I haven't told Edgar that those babies are his , we had a major fall out a few months back before my pregnancy was visible and I don't think we will ever be in good terms and as long as we are still not on good terms ,I'm not telling him anything. Being in this room is gonna give me more than enough time to plan my escape because eventually I'll have to meet my kids and the rest of my family .

In the letter, I asked my sister to teach them a song we made up in 2cnd grade so if ever I met one of them without knowing ,then maybe the song will be of assistance . I always ask myself what kind of life I'd be living if I didn't join this agency , would Brett and I have broken up , would my mother had recovered fully , would my brother have gone the right path or would he have chosen the right friends to chill with ,would my bestfriend and I still be friends but wondering is not on the options that'll help me with my current situation .

A half of me is convinced that one day I'll get to leave this place ,not that I don't like what I do , don't get me wrong I do but I mean everyone gets to the point of exhaustion right? ,well I think mine has knocked on my door ages ago but I just wasn't ready to let it in and the other part of me is scared that there is no way of leaving this place ,not now ,and not never but again I do praise, worship and pray to a living God and with him nothing is impossible.