My Dearest,
I am writing this mail to you with tears and sorrow from my heart. With due respect, trust and humanity, i appeal to you to exercise a little patience and read through my letter i feel quite safe dealing with you in this important business having gone through your remarkable profile, honestly i am writing this email to you with pains, tears and sorrow from my heart, i will really like to have a good relationship with you and i have a special reason why I decided to contact you. I decided to contact you due to the urgency of my situation.
My name is Miss.Harrita Kipkalya, 23yrs old female and i am from Kenya in East Africa. Light in complexion, single (never married) but presently i am residing here in Ouagadougou, Burkina Faso refugee camp. My father Late Dr Kipkalya Kones was the former Kenyan road Minister. He and Assistant Minister of Home Affairs Lorna Laboso had been on board the Cessna 210, which was headed to Kericho and crashed in a remote area called Kajong’a, in western Kenya. The plane crashed on the Tuesday 10th, June, 2008. You can read more about the crash through the below site: edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/africa/06/10/kenya.crash/index.html?iref=nextin
After the burial of my father, my Fathers brother conspired and sold my father’ s property to an Italian Expert rate which they shared the money among themselves and live nothing for me. One faithful morning, I opened my father’s briefcase and found out the documents which he have deposited huge amount of money in one bank in Burkina Faso with my name as the next of kin because when he was alive he deposited some amount of money in a Bank in Burkina Faso which he used my name as the next of kin. The amount in question is $4.7Million.
I have informed the bank about claiming this money and the only thing they told me is to look for a foreign partner who will assist me in the transfer due to my refugee status here in Burkina Faso. God told me that you are the honest and reliable person who will help me and stand as my trustee so that I will present you to the Bank for transferring of my father’s money to your bank account in overseas.I have chosen to contact you after my prayers and I believe that you will not betray my trust. But rather take me as your own biological sister or daughter which I will be coming to your country as soon as this money is transferred to your account.
My dearest, things are very bad for me here in the refugee camp where i am living today. People are dying here day after day because of lack of food and poor medical treatment. Even one of us died last night and was buried this morning. I am afraid of what i am seeing here. I don’t know who it will be her turn tomorrow, I was planning to read law in my life before the ugly incident that killed my parents that put me in this horrible place i found myself toady. This place is like a prison as we are only allowed to go out on Monday and Friday of the week as given by the united nation rules and regulation here in Burkina Faso. It’s in this refugee we are only allowed to go out two times in a week it’s just like one staying in the prison and i hope by Gods grace i will come out here soon. I don’ t have any relatives now whom i can go to and the only person i have now is Rev Isaac Ambrose who is the pastor of the (Christ for all Churches) here in the refugee he has been very nice to me since i came here but i am not living with him rather i am leaving in the women’s hostel because the refugee have two hostels one for men the other for women, so you can always contact me through this my both email address here (kipkalyamissharrita@gmail.com) thanks and am waiting for your reply. Please if you want to help me out of this situation respond back so that i will tell you more about me.
Yours faithful Miss.Harrita Kipkalya
