THEMBISILE NKAMBULE
And as we were running away, I had not been shot at the time.  I was carrying a pot and as I was running I could feel that my leg was now being affected.  I threw the pot away and ahead of me there was some sparkle of fire on the pavement.
	I ran away right up to Mr Mhlango's shop.  I got into the shop and related the story to him, during which time he telephoned the police and he suggested that I should not stay there because he was afraid.  He did not know the people and they might follow me into the shop.  I got out of the shop through the back door and continued running.  
	I got into a house next door, hid myself in the toilet.  One person of the household came to the toilet.  I stood up afraid as I was, not knowing what was happening and the person who was standing outside the door realised that there was a person inside.  The person shouted, indicating that there was somebody in the toilet. 
	Police came.  I went back and my brother-in-law was already lying down but at the time I didn't know where my sister was.  I indicated to the police that I didn't know where my sister was.  They requested that I get into the ambulance and I refused. 
	At the time I hadn't felt the pain but had realised that I got injured.  The ambulance attendant wanted to know why I was not getting into the ambulance and I indicated to them that I was afraid because people were being finished off at the hospitals at the time.
	These people came back later in a white van accompanied by the police.  They took me to the hospital where I was under police guard.  On that very same evening I was not able to sleep because police keep coming to take statements from me.
	I had not known the killer at the time and on the following morning when I was supposed to go for an operation with an intention of checking as to whether the bullet was lodged in me or not, there was a group of ANC woman who came saying I should not be admitted to the hospital, I should be removed.   People were present refusing permission, people who wanted to come in and see me.
	I left the hospital without have been healed because the nurses were afraid, seeing that there were allegations that I was a member of the Black Cats.  After the operation two days thereafter, I tried to got to the toilet but the stitches got off and they couldn't sew back the stitches.  That is how I was discharged back home.
	The police often came home, that is the detectives trying to get information from me and right up until 1994 when they came to inform me that the killer had been apprehended.