I was a whore and I never regretted it, until this day.

My name is Tana, the first of three children. Growing up, I had a wonderful family; my parents were not wealthy, yet ensured we never ran short of anything. Our lives were peaceful. Everything was going on so well and I wouldn’t have wished for better. All the while I felt blessed to have such a wonderful family.

However, as one may have it, nothing lasts forever.

The cold hands of death snatched my parents away from us.

My whole world crashed in a second. I saw life coming at me because I was lacking in everything. I was just a 19 year old spoilt brat.

They took us to where my parents had died; I saw two wonderful people lying cold yet I couldn’t shed a tear. I looked to the other side and I saw how sad my siblings were. Then I thought “how do I handle this responsibility?” My thoughts ran so wild that my heart began pounding faster and before I knew it, I burst into tears.

Where do I go from here?

What do I do now that my parents have left us?

Then again, my thoughts ran wild.

We left the venue of the incident and my parents burial was scheduled for a months time…

TO BE CONTINUED…