‘‘The older the berry the sweeter the fruit’’ – by Simphiwe Mandla Malunga Little Sakhile had it coming that night and had regretted every single moment he had spent with the old woman, she was just a problem with no name. ‘‘God help me, you know how much I truly want to stop doing this but she seems possessed and just won’t stop until she gets what she wants’’, as Sakhile kept praying. He heard his door being forcefully pushed but fortunately he had placed his father’s not-so-light toolbox right behind the door which prevented the old woman from entering his room. Sakhile aged 19, was a very bright student among grade 12 pupils at Jikanelanga High School, trusted by his parents as a witful older sibling. As he came from school on his neatly worn black and white uniform with shiny black shoes, he followed his daily routine; went to place his school bag in his room, and immediately went to his mother’s room who was unemployed at the time. As he app...
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