TEARS PART2

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As a hobo I sat to figure my next steps Ill take towards my miserable life. Along the road while I was sitting, an old granny held my hands and told me how cruel people are to me. She asked me to leave with her, but I refused, I shared my past to her as she was crying with me at the same time. She left me there and I couldnt see where she went, I got up to see properly as I saw Vuyiswa my old fiend of my as she walked past me with his parents. I rushed to ask where I am but told me that Im in Vryheid, but she refused to ask her parents to take me home. I went inside a shop where I saw an old lady where I asked her money, so I can go back to Louwsburg., but she hited me with his hand bag claiming that I was robbing her. Two guards came to take me as if Im a thief.

The two guards took me to a back room where there were no windows, I was putted there to starve. After some time, these men came back and command me to get naked, as the gun was up on air pointing my head. I kept staring at the gun, while getting naked. As they came close, grabbing me to the floor as I went down knocking my head on a sharp surface. Went down bleeding on the floor, I passed out for some couple hours. I woke up near a garbage bin I couldnt believe it that I became a hobo, went down to check if something maybe happened but I was fine. I tried to find water to clear this pathetic smell on me. There was no available water, not even a nearest river. I keep walking to try something as I came across the nurse that once helped, Nomusa come here, I know what happened hes gone loudly she said. I didnt entertain her, I kept walking and began to run as she was chasing me.

She waved here hands and showed me where she will leave money that will help me go back home. I had no clothes beside the ones I was wearing. I went back and took that money and went back home, hopefully my only home was the sky along with the ground. It was early in the morning as I went to the river to take a bath, slowly cleaning my wounded body as it was firmly bleeding. I took it slowly but surely as I tried to digest all the past events, it made me remember that it all started here.

THIS IS WHRERE IT STARTED

"It was so silence, you wouldnt think of violence.

It was so quiet, you wouldnt hear any crying.

Those rain droplets, you wouldnt know it

Might turn into tears. That smooth flow of water

Gliding on each other, you wouldnt figure out that

My life will flow turbulently in misery".

"That whistling call from that bird brought me into

That weird home, where there was that evil women.

Those knocking wood parkers indicated and counted

those punches, those punches Ill get from a black man

who claim to protect and be a father to me? That wiggling

walking snake showed how Ill go wiggling my beautiful body,

for a man who want to make himself happy while hurting me".

"Those 96 heart beats per minutes counted the same distance I will

Go alone in the lost world, but that coldness told me that

Nonmatter what happened my virginity will be safe as

Ice in the refrigerator".

I was so sad even to myself, thinking of killing myself just. I wondered for the first about my parents, are they dead or alive. I went to the bridge to find out if are any left clothes that I left, but unfortunately there were none of them. The following day was so could that I couldnt withstand and went to a church of the Adventist. It was called The Seventh Day Adventist Church, where I was given clothes to wear and some blankets to use when I sleep. It was a long day before I started writing what I wanted in life. In my blanket late at night I started writing

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 03, 2019 ⏰

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