“On the 12th of February 2017, I was on my way home from Maponya mall. I got off at bara taxi rank to connect around 20:45. When I got off the taxi at KFC, about to cross the road, heading towards the taxi rank; a man came behind me, grabbed and forced me into his car. He threatened to kill me if I did anything stupid. He drove off with me.
“While he was driving, he swore at me and told me he was going to rape and kill me. Constantly calling me bitch and a slut. He was holding my wrist while driving, I kept quiet, thinking of a way to get out of this situation. We approached an intersection where they were 2 petrol stations on sight. We headed towards a very dark road and he got comfortable, let of my wrist to call a friend. He was speaking a foreign language.
“After the call, he turned up the music and started speeding. I looked outside the window, scared af. I said my last prayer, and then God came through. I realised my door was unlocked.
“At this point we were driving deeper into this dark road. I looked out the window again and realized he was driving close to the pavement. Jumping out of this car was my only way out. It’s now or never. I tried to open the door but sh!t! Nanku lomnyango, stuck!
“He alerted, hit me while I was busy kicking this damn door trying to open it. When I finally opened the door, about to jump he grabbed my hand. At this point I was standing on the “door rail”, he was pulling my arm and I was looking at the roof of his car. I JUMPED. Because he was still holding on to my arm, the car dragged me for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes I had to get up and RUN!
“We were already 5ks away from the garage and I had to run as fast as I could. I was loosing blood and I couldn’t see. I looked behind me and I saw him make a u-turn. I headed towards a bush, hid there, and covered my self with grass. He passed, I got up and ran. He made another u-turn, I hid again. Got up and ran. When he made the third u-turn, I was closer to the garage. He parked near me.
“I ran so fast I couldn’t feel my feet touch the ground. I ran towards a petrol attendant, crying for help. They went to look for him He was already gone. I was rushed to the nearest hospital. The rest is history. I am just happy to be alive.”
Sadly, the Police never took Alexandra serious enough to look for the man.
“I reported but no one has said anything to me as yet, and they weren’t taking me serious at the police station,” she said
Above is the story of one Alexandra from South Africa who nearly lost her life to one deranged kidnapper. It could have been any of us, I pray we all be vigilant and sober in our daily lives.
