YOU NEVER TRULLY LOOSE YOU DEMONS YOU JUST FIND A WAY TO LIVE WITH THEM
Once there was a girl named Mukhetwa. She was from a Christian family and attended a Christian school .But one day her life was turned upside down by what seemed to be a miracle ,her dad had just gotten a major promotion which came with some uncomfortable conditions for Mukhetwa . She had to leave the only life she has only known.
The next day her family picked up and left for Durban. It seemed like a different planet to her, everything was different, the way people dressed, the way they acted even the way they spoke
She could feel the excitement course through her as she prepared for her first day. When she arrived she was asked to introduce herself to the class and this is what she said” Hi my name’s Mukhetwa and I’ve been born again. “The class laughed their lungs out with Mukhetwa just standing there non-responsive and confused. The whole day they constantly repeated her words then laughed, she was left completely isolated from the rest of the groups and felt as if she didn’t fit in.
She explained her first day and how she was treated by the things she said but they told her to ignore them and have faith in God.
On her second day of school she was approached by the most popular girls in school [Mia, Mona, and Kara] offering their help, only on one condition she must do whatever they say she should. She accepted the after.
The first thing they made her do was to try drinking. They went to the pub and ordered shots. And unexpectedly Mukhetwa PRAYED before drinking and that only made her ’born again ’ saga worse, as al her so-called-friends had something else to laugh at. After what seemed to be an eternity of embarrassment had passed, they stopped laughing Mia was calm enough to tell her that there was no thing as God and she was just wasting her time. With those words Mukhetwa’s heart of beliefs was shattered, she couldn’t stop repeating what Mia had just told her as she took the drink. Suddenly her train thought was ceased by a stinging, burning sensation from the tips of her lips to the pit of her stomach, and as she was about to let out a loud cry for help, out of nowhere her body started to feel numb and she couldn’t think straight. Surprisingly everything finally seemed right with her slowly changing world. She woke up the next day with a piecing headache she tried get up she was stopped by a knock on the door, which was her mother holding a tray carrying Devine breakfast. Her mother got in, placed the tray, greeted then left. She starred at her food absent mind until her some-what Trans was broken by a text on her old fashion burner phone
A TRUE KING NEVER SEEKS WAR BUT IS ALWAYS PREPARED FOR IT
Merci pour la lecture!