PROLOGUE.

I still remember it like it was yesterday , every time it passes my mind my body trembles , a cold wind touches my skin making me not to feel my spine!!

it was half past eight , on the 14 of febuary. we were having dinner as a family , laughter filled the dinning room as our parents told us how they fell in love , they were celebrating their love with us witnessing the beautiful moment they shared before us! chatter , smiles , laughter with the air warm!! we felt safe & happy! SAFE until we didn't anymore...

vusumuzi my dad's assistant got in all sweaty , trying to catch his breath , badly wounded. my dad's smile instantly vanished and he ran to him.

Vusi: he is coming bonga , you need to get to safety.

before my dad could answer , windows broke , champagne bottles broke , everything was a mess!

Bongani: nkosikazi , get the children to safety , use the back garage , take the keys from my suit (my wife)

my day shouted as he made some calls! mom just nodded then took me and we exited the house going to the garage

when we got there she gave melumzi the car keys & a box more like a safe

Mom: Mel , ngithembe wena mntanam , go to your uncle's house and ask for help , this money will help you for some time.... (Mel I trust you my kid...)

she took of his necklace and helped melumzi wear it she then kissed our foreheads and hugged us tight

Mom: take care of your sisters melumzi , I love you bantabami (my kids)

Melumzi: what ab...

Mom: ah....

she groaned holding her arm , as blood slowly made its way to her hand and dropped on the floor

Mom: run....

we quickly emerged to the car , melumzi started the car and looked out the window , his eyes red, him holding his tears in....not wanting to look like a failure or someone who was scared....he opened the door then ran back to the house....me and my twin were only 8 years old , we looked each other before running after him , when we got in we saw him hiding behind the couch , we crowled to him and watched as our parents were being tortured.

there was a tall man with a wing tatoo on his neck , he placed a gun on my mother's forehead , my mom saw us before slowly shaking her head , pleading us with her eyes to go

"I'm not going to repeat myself bongani"

the man said , my dad looked at him , his face full of anger

Dad: you are going to regret this...

"GUNSHOT"

my mom then fell on the ground , a bullet right through her skull....my dad's face dropped and he looked down defeated , his "no" echoed across the room....a knife was placed on his neck , he looked at us before looking up and closing his eyes ....it cut through his neck and his blood pumped out like water coming out of a hosepipe!

He then lifelessly fell beside my mom...

"burn this hellhole"

the man ordered before going out , with those heavy hearts and an image that could never be erased in our minds , melumzi quickly held our hands and we went out , we got in and drived off

as we got out the gate , gunshots played , and I was shot on my shoulder....

we got to our uncle's house & I was rushed to the hospital , melumzi told them what happened , but no police were involved, even today no one knows why my parents were killed.

I was discharged and we went to live with my aunt nobomi & uncle zakes and their 4 kids sbahle , mbali , menzi & mthwalumi.

my name is anelisa zwane and I'm 19 years of age , I live in johannesburg, sandton!! I live with my twin sister anelisiwe zwane and my big brother who is 26 years old he's a CEO in the ZWANE ENTIPRISES! This is my story