Queen Gabriela Diaz(Olerato Queen Khanye) a gorgeous, intelligent and extremely talented. A proud Mosotho, South African girl. She always knew she was special but she discovered something that made her more different than she ever thought she was. S...
I woke up on very cold floor(and when I mean cold I mean Cape Town winter, cold front cold).
I observe my surroundings, then I realized that I'm in a dark room with a very dim light bulb in the middle of the room.
"Hello, hello, HELLO!!!" I shouted, "Shhhhhhhh, don't be loud, they'll hurt if they hear you."
a girl whispered. "Hello someone there, hello." I whispered.
There was a moment of silence until the voice came back, "Yes, my name is Masego." "Masego are you Mosotho?" it was silent for a while." E ya ke mosotho, wena?" (Sesotho:yes I'm mosotho, you). I nodded in reply.
"How long have you been here?" I asked. Before she could answer, the door opened and a tall black man came in.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here, mhm." A man with a Nigerian accent.
I look down to my feet, but I still felt a dark gaze in me, that cause a shiver to go down my spine (not a good one).
My eyes became teary when I heard footsteps coming closer to my direction.
"Take them both, I'm sure our buyer will very pleased." he said while I looked up at him as he walked back towards the metal door.
"Tell the maids to clean them and to get fresh clothes for them, if they oppose you know what to do." he also said before the door closed shut.
I cried, I cried of the thought of my family, realising their child is never coming home again.
I want to home, my life was amazing just the way it was not perfect but amazing. I was at peace with my life. No matter how much I've been through when I was young, i forgave, moved on and made peace with the help of God. I pray Masego and I, just everyone that is in same situation or even situation, to be set free
I lost my trail of thought when I felt a hand on my shoulder I thought it was Masego but when I look up there two other women in front of me.
When I look to my left I saw another pair of women by Masego. I knew they were maids due to the kinda outfit they were wearing
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( the maids outfits)
The women have beautiful dark chocolate skin I believe they're Congolese or Kenyan.
The pair in front of me ushered me up and took me a big sliver tub, it reminds me of the in my grandmother's house (my mother's mom)
Then the maids started to bathe me and Masego
After they gave us a bath. The maids put us into very short maids outfits
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(their outfit)
And they styled our hair.
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(Queen/ Olerato's hair but in natural black)
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(Masego's hair)
Looking at the clothes they are very short on us and keep in mind that Masego and I are pretty curvy even tho I'm thicker.
The skirt part is still right underneath our asses, if we bend of over it's gonna be a show for everyone.
The door opens again and two men enter. One went behind me and the other to Masego.
I felt a familiar sting on the back of my neck and next thing I knew I blacked out.
