When I was 9 years old, my mother was tragically killed in a cruel act linked to witchcraft accusations. After that I lived with my father and my brother Herbert in a tiny grass house. I also have a younger sister Catherine who went to live with another kind lady.

During the violent election riots earlier this year, my father was killed, leaving me completely orphaned along with my brother and sister.

Now I live under the protection of the Kabagambe Childcare Foundation, a place that gives me safety and hope for a brighter future.