So,I'm starting to think that I made a mistake going out of the brothel without food,an idea of a shelter or a little bit of water. I didn't think this through properly.

"Where I'm I going to stay tonight???" I asked myself. The ghetto Street was so dark tonight,the little stars in the sky was what helped me see the way. The air was a bit too chill, and the cloths I wore didn't help matters.

Fire gripped me as I heard a snap of twig from behind me. I turned around quickly.

"Who's there," I shouted,but didn't get any response "who's there??"again no response.

Ok,I'm pretty sure I'm imagining things, my head and mind are playing games with me.

"Head stop playing, now is not the time!" I scolded...my head and chuckled.

I'm officially crazy.

I continued walking,this time faster cause the cold was getting unbearable,and I needed somewhere to stay,but stopped frozen in my track..This time the sound was loud,and I could tell someone was there. That someone was walking in my direction. I closed my eyes as my heart beat increased when I felt a light touch on my bare shoulder. I gulped. It was a male's hand.

"Oh Lord,I know I did a lot of things, bad things. But this isn't how I want to die"I prayed in my mind trying hard to swallow the lump in my throat. I felt the hands which was placed on my shoulders sliding down,

it gripped me firmly on my waist and I tightened my eyes. I could fell his warm breath in my neck, a strand of his hair tickling me.

My breathing pace increased, I could hear my own heart beat.

'Don't move,'came the voice, thick and masculine. I felt something cold on my neck, i knew well enough that it was a gun. The lump in my throat grew bigger, it was hard to swallow.

"please don't hurt me, dont kill me,"I heard myself say "I beg of you, spare my life," I stammered in between tears, my voice quite shaky. My legs were going weak, I was unable to carry myself. The cold wasn't helping me atall. I felt the gun move slowly from my neck to the side of my head.

"Please " I wasn't feeling my hands anymore, then my legs. I collapsed but didn't feel my body hit the cold floor. I couldn't even feel myself.

I blacked out.

I don't know if I was dead, Cause all saw was black. Maybe, just maybe I was dead, I'll be in hell l

Paying for my sins... I should be burning by now. Hell is fire isn't it.

Or maybe I was just on the way to hell,

Or what if it was an Illusion,and when I wake up I'll be in the brothel,in my bed.

I wasn't ready to die, no.

Maybe I'll actually wake up and this would all be a dream.I saw something.

It was a light, it was very far away from me. Maybe that's hell.

I couldn't do any thing but pray, something I don't do often.

I asked God to forgive me.. that it all wasn't my fault, I'm sure he knows.

The light was becoming bigger and bigger, till it shone very bright and almost blinded me. It was too bright I couldn't look.

I felt myself fall. It wasn't a trance and it wasn't a slumber like Adam. No.

I think God heard my prayer.

I felt Peace.