I started coughing uncontrollable; I was not doing any justice to myself because I looked as guilty as hell. Ngwako just stood there and watched me, coughing my lungs out, I don’t even know why I coughed that bad, but I couldn’t stop it didn’t matter how hard I tried. A coloured lady who had been inside one of the toilet cubicles came out and asked if I was okay, I shook my head, she grabbed me by the arm and took me to the kitchen to give me some water. Ngwako was right behind us telling the lady to let me die because I deserve it, after I had drank some water the coughing was became less and I could at least pull myself towards myself.
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