Again I had to move on. After the funeral I moved to the Training Center where I did volunteer work. I lived with three guys - Siyanda, Bongani, and Tseko – and I have a very good relationship with these guys, even now. One day we were running the Life Skills course and we planned to have a concert. The students and us had fundraised for that concert, and it was going to be on Friday, but on the Thursday before, six armed guys came in and pointed guns at us. While we were still shocked, they took me, and I was so scared but God gave me the strength and I became calm. They asked me for money and to give them everything. I thought they’d do anything they want, maybe rape me or kill us, because their faces were not disguised. I thought they would kill us once they were done robbing us because if they let us go we could identify them to the police. They tried to take me but I said: “I gave you everything you wanted so why are you taking me?” and they pushed me back to the guys. Then the robbery was over, and we were left with trauma and nothing to use, because they took all the material. I continued losing weight and staying in the center but I still had trauma.
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