NOKWAZI GUMBI
At the time we were preparing for the elections and that was exciting to us because it was the first time the blacks will be voting.  Myself and my son - when the bomb exploded I did not know as to what was happening.  My son by the name of Umfundo was in the living room and I was in the bathroom.  I got severely injured, my son as well.  He came to rescue me from the bathroom as I could not walk properly and he was injured as well.  Both doors - one could not open but they were blast open as a result of the bomb that exploded.  I had no clothes at all that I could wear and we had to leave the apartment.  It was dark, we left and we went outside.  I had a towel around me, in other words I wrapped a towel around me and I met others outside who were injured as well approaching from Small Street.  I was helped by people I did not know at all who enlisted some help to me and crossed the street and I met other women who gave me clothes to put on because I only had a towel around me.  I could not even think properly, my vision was failing me especially my right eye.
	I was taken to the hospital and I did not get enough help.  When they dressed us, they dressed us on top of the wounds that already broken pieces of glasses.