Losing a loved one without any trace is one of the most painful experiences anyone can go through. The uncertainty, the sleepless nights, and the endless hope that they might return home someday.
It all takes a toll on you. I never imagined my family would go through such an ordeal, but when my brother vanished without a word, our lives were turned upside down.
My brother, Martin, was always the adventurous type. He loved traveling and exploring new places, but he always kept in touch. One evening, he left our home in Nakuru to visit a friend in Nairobi, promising to return in a few days.
However, that was the last we heard from him. His phone went off, and none of his friends knew where he was. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and eventually, a year passed without any sign of him, to continue reading click here
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