One afternoon as I was walking home with Nomthandazo and Khethiwe, a nice-looking car stopped, then the guy inside opened the window slowly.

“Hey ladies,” the guy said with a romantic voice.

“Hey,” we all responded at the same time.

“Do you guys mind if I give you a lift?” he asked.

“No, we are good, thank you,” Nomthandazo said.

“Okay, no problem,” he said, and drove past us.

When I arrived home I did homework, cleaned, ate and I decided to go and take a walk.