The Day I Will Never Forget🥹🥹🥹 I still remember the day like it was yesterday. It's a day that's etched in my memory forever, a day that changed my life forever. It was a day that I came face to face with death, and miraculously, I survived. My name is Nombulelo, but my friends and family call me Nombi. I was just 12 years old when the incident happened. I lived in a small village on the outskirts of Harare, Zimbabwe. My village was surrounded by a dense and beautiful forest, which was home to many wild animals. As a young girl, I loved exploring the forest, playing with my friends, and learning about the different plants and animals that lived there. On that fateful day, I had decided to take a shortcut through the forest to get to my friend's house. I had done this many times before, and I knew the forest like the back of my hand. But on this day, something felt different. The forest seemed quieter than usual, and the trees seemed to be looming over me like giants. As I walked deeper into the forest, I heard a rustling in the bushes behind me. I turned around, but I didn't see anything. I shrugged it off and continued walking. But then, I heard the rustling again, this time louder and closer. I turned around, and that's when I saw them - a group of robbers, armed with guns and knives, emerging from the bushes. They surrounded me, their eyes gleaming with malice. One of them grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards them. I tried to struggle, but they were too strong. They started searching me, taking my phone, my money, and my jewelry. But then, one of them spotted something shiny in my pocket - my grandmother's locket. The robber who had spotted the locket grabbed it from me and held it up to the light. It was a beautiful locket, made of gold and adorned with precious stones. The robber's eyes gleamed with greed, and he turned to the others, saying, "Look what we have here!" The others gathered around, admiring the locket. But then, one of them noticed that the locket was still attached to a chain around my neck. The robber who had spotted the locket turned to me and said, "You're not going to need this anymore." He raised his knife, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the worst. But then, I heard a loud explosion, followed by a wall of flames. The robbers were caught off guard, and they stumbled backward, dropping me to the ground. I opened my eyes to see that the forest was on fire, the flames spreading rapidly through the dry underbrush. I knew I had to get out of there, fast. I scrambled to my feet and started running, the flames licking at my heels. I ran as fast as I could, my heart pounding in my chest. I could hear the robbers shouting behind me, but I didn't look back. I kept running until I stumbled out of the forest, gasping for air. I looked back to see the forest engulfed in flames, the robbers nowhere to be seen. I knew I had to get help, so I ran to the nearest village and told them what had happened. The villagers called the police, and they came to take my statement. They told me that the robbers had been caught and arrested, and that they would face justice for their crimes. As for me, I was shaken but alive. I had come face to face with death, and I had survived. The experience had left me with physical and emotional scars, but it had also taught me the value of resilience and determination. I never forgot that day, and I never forgot the lessons I learned. I went on to become a strong and confident woman, and I never let fear hold me back. The day I was nearly killed by robbers in a fiery forest was a day I will never forget, but it was also a day that made me who I am today. THE END🥹