NOSIPHIWO DAMANE
On the 11th of July I was coming from town.  When I got home I saw that there was chaos in the area.  As Makhaya Ngalo was staying in the same street as myself, because it was a June holiday, the schools were closed.  The teachers who were teaching with them were in the township.  They would go to my neighbours home.  I could see that something was happening, but they were avoiding me.  After that I got a telephone call.  My friend phoned me asking when last I saw Makhaya.  When my friend asked that I asked my friend why are you asking me this.  My friend said that a, she was looking for her husband, Cecil Madyaka.  Because she saw that I got suspicious after asking me about Makhaya, I asked where Cecil was, her husband.  She did not answer me, she just dropped the phone.
 I became suspicious.  I wondered what happened.  I dropped the phone.  I went outside to the neighbours house, to my boyfriend's friend.  When I arrived in my neighbours home they also dropped the phone.  They went in and out.  I called one of his friends who was a teacher at Hobosane.  I asked him what was happening, because it was a holiday and it was cold, because it was Winter.  He told me about what happened.  I tried to be strong, because I knew that my boyfriend was from Cradock so his family members were in Cradock.  I tried to be strong.  I went back home.  I took my diary, trying to check for the telephone numbers.  I phoned his uncle in Worcester, his aunt in Worcester.  
 I did not explain what happened to him, because I was not sure.  His aunt thanked me.  I then stayed at home.  At night while I was sleeping his family members came from Cradock.  They said that they heard that there were Comrades who were killed.  I was not sure whether Makhaya was one of these people, because I was not sure of what I heard.  We saw this incident in the Daily Dispatch the next morning, but no names were mentioned.  They were just labelled as four terrorists who were killed.  In the pictures shown I saw his car.  Because at that time I was pregnant, I was six weeks pregnant, this affected ... and people came for prayers at home and these prayers were disrupted by the police and people stopped these prayers and he was buried at his home in Cradock.  
 After that I became sick.  I became ill and I decided to go to Cecilia Makiwane Hospital for the, in the Maternity Section, because I was pregnant.  I was examined in Cecilia Makiwane.  They did not tell me what was wrong with me.  They gave me another appointment.  I went for the second time.  They put me in a sauna and they told me that I miscarried my child.