Soul Dose

Alright time to tell you what happened to me, no more taking too long to get to the facts... Before I do I must highlight that we still haven't found the cause and at this point I'm preparing to live this life as best I can. It ain't a fun life, it ain't good but when life hands you lemons you make lemonade right??? I never liked that saying, in fact I think it's stupid. When life hands me lemons, I punch Ike in the face and then ask Bob for my original orange order, lemons are just too damn sour. That's just me annd my twisted little mind, welcome to the Silindile Show... Eminem step aside...

One day mom and I were in the car, dad was driving to (ok I don't know when we were going), I was sleeping at the back seat and mom said I started shaking uncontrollably like I was having a fit, this was in August, 5 months after the taxi rank incident. I kept on shaking till my father stopped the car and went to check up on me, he says when he opened the door he tried to hold me still but the force of my body threw him down flat on him bum... Oh God I just  said the words Bum And Dad in one sentence, talk about pending trauma. He says he got up and noticed that my eyes had rolled back, my mouth was foaming and I was still shaking, that shaking looked a lot like an epileptic attack and lasted for over 10 minutes.

When it passed dad says he touched me so he could put me back on the sit but noticed that I had stopped breathing, he panicked and tried to wake me up but it was no use, my body was getting cold and he knew I was gone. He told mom and she lost it to put it mildly, started praying and shouting at me all at once, she was mad at me and wanted me to come back, she wasn't ready to lose her daughter and turns out the daughter wasn't ready to leave her.

They drove back to my gran's house, dad parked the car and wondered off, confused and filled with rage. I say rage because he was pissed his daughter had been killed by an illness he couldn't even identify. So everyone started crying and fortunately one of them decided to cry right in my face, she cried and shaked me, screaming  and all that. Then she noticed I still had a faint pulse,  she told everyone and they gave me some air and got professional help, I woke up but sadly my speech was completely gone.

I was alive and that's what counted.