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Pieces of my heart-Chapter 30

“Mandy, Mandy! Wake up, Mandy!” Wonga woke me up. Yes, Wonga. After being kicked out like a dog in Mr Nkomo’s house, I ran to Wonga’s. It was late, and I wasn’t thinking straight. A lot of things were going… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 29

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea” I replied. “Come on, since when is weed a bad idea? Weed will solve your problems, bro. Like, it would literally make them go away” he convinced me, flashing the banky on… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 28

Blood. There was so much blood, all over him. Blood carried bad memories for me. It once served as a confirmation that my mother was no more. I hated blood, I still do. What freaked me out the most that… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 27

His lips gently rubbed against mine, like he was scared mine would break or get torn. His gentleness sent cold sensations down my spine. Yes, Sibusiso was once gentle with me, a little too gentle- but Alex took the cup…. Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 26

He called me an orphan. Sibusiso, called me an orphan. Him, of all people. I mean, I knew we would never be anything close to friends, ever again, but for him to call me an orphan? “What did you just… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 25

My image, my reputation, my dignity- basically, all the elements that contributed to the formation of my existence were on the edge of being destroyed. Uncle Thabo lied so naturally, like he had the lies prepared and rehearsed. If I… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 24

Days went by, and my “relationship” with Alex was getting stronger. We spent a lot of time together, when he was not at work. We got along really well, the best friends type of love- where we could talk about… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 23

Brother and sister? After everything that happened between us? There was no way I was going to act like I liked the guy, at all. The best way was to just avoid being around him.. Mr Nkomo meant well, and… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 22

  I could not risk my relationship with Mr Nkomo, over some Nigerian boy. I know you’re probably sitting there, thinking that I’m the mother of all hypocrites .. Believe it or not, but I felt like one too. Hatred… Continue Reading →

Pieces of my heart-Chapter 21

A week later . I was starting to settle down at Mr Nkomo’s house. I almost felt at home, especially because I was reunited with my baby brother. I don’t know, maybe it was just my imagination, but I thought… Continue Reading →

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