Back in 2017/04/27 it was Thursday midnight a Freedom Day. I remember I just given birth my baby girl and she was 2 weeks old. When I heard the knock on the door I kept quite to listen who is knocking they kept knocking I woke my baby daddy up to respond to the knock. He then asked who's there? One of them answered please open the door I want to talk to you. They even called him by his name. He said no you can talk I can't open the door at this time of the night because we have a new born baby inside. They kept on begging my baby daddy to open they want to talk about PC (computer) he said no I am not interested assuming they wanted to sell it to him not knowing they wanted PC from him. They kicked the door I never been that terrified in my entire life. I was so very scared thinking what they could do if they come inside. They kept kicking the door so hard thinking that it would break.

Someone in the yard heard the noise and started shouting and swearing at them. I heard one of the robbers saying 'dubula' which means shoot and they ran away. We couldn't see who they were. I was so scared for my life, my daughter's life and boyfriend's life. I even had a panic attack. My life changed since that day I lived in fear and I still am. Everyday when I am about to sleep I keep thinking of that day, I keep thinking of what could have happened to us. In South Africa you can not say you are safe. You always live in fear. Remember I said it was Freedom day. What are we free from when you always looking over your shoulder, when you always thinking something might happen to you, I don't even sleep at night. I live in Fear.

I thank God for saving us that dat