I’m Tsotsi, im 25 years old, i was the leader of a gang. I lived in a slum. I robbed and killed people. But why?
It’s so Dirty here, and it smell’s really bad. Maybe i haven’t picked up Bobbys shit. Dad’s gonna kill me, i wonder if there’s any food left? When is dad gonna get paid? I havent eaten for freaking 2 days! Im starving. Maybe i could go out and hunt, but i’m too hungry. And dad should be coming home soon, if he’s not out drikning again. I’m gonna go out after him, if he’s not home in 20mins. He’s not going to spend all our Money on Alchohol again.
It’s dark, and Dad’s still not home, because he’s out drikning again. Mom’s very sick, and shes getting worse and worse. I’m not allowed too see her anymore, dad thinks he can keep an eye on everything, he obviously can’t. I wonder if moms gonna die soon? Even though dad says im not allowed too see her, i still sneak in to her bedroom sometimes and talk to her. But she’s gotten weaker, i wonder whats wrong with her. Sometimes i feel very empty inside, and im beginning to feel hatred towards my dad. The only thing i’ve got, is my dog Bobby. Bobby is my only friend. He’s the one who keeps me sane, in this hell.
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