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My fearful daughter was smashed against my hurling rib cage. She was weary about the whole situation. My husband left me and Hanswana when she was in inside my premature womb. I knew then that I was going to have to take on the hard work of a man and the soft and gentle touch of a

woman. I'm drifting into a peaceful sleep, deep down in my thoughts, I see me and Hanswana with each other make our getaway to survival.

I jump almost with in seconds, I struggle to free myself from something wicked holding me back. I break away slowly and eagerly making sure I'm careful as can be. I'm desperate alone and wonderstruck as to whe"re I am. Then as I'm walking which seems to be no where, I hear despising voice and bone chilling laughter that's filled with wickedness. "Hanswana" I scream! Suddenly I go from walking, to eagerly sprinting, to running. My mind I boggling inside me, I'm empty with out my daughter. She needs me and I need her! I scream her name once more. Then I hear a faint whimpering but silenced scream...