I NEED YOUR HELP.

[Miss. Harrita Kipkalya.]

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 littlepatience and read through my letter i feel quite safe dealing with you in thisimportant business having gone through your remarkable profile, honestly i amwriting this email to you with pains, tears and sorrow from my heart, i willreally like to have a good relationship with you and i have a special reasonwhy i decided to contact you. I decided to contact you due to the urgency of mysituation.
 
My name is Miss. Harrita Kipkalya, 22yrs old female and i am fromKenya in East Africa. Light in complexion, single( never married )but presentlyi am residing here in Ouagadougou, Burkina Faso refugee camp. My father Late DrKipkalya Kones was the former Kenyan road Minister. He and Assistant Ministerof Home Affairs Lorna Laboso had been on board the Cessna 210, which was headedto Kericho and crashed in a remote area called Kajong'a, in western Kenya. Theplane crashed on the Tuesday 10th, June,2008. You can read more about the crashthrough the below site: http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/africa/06/10/kenya.crash/index.html?iref=nextin
 
After the burial of my father, my Fathers brother conspired andsold my father's property to an Italian Expert rate which they shared the moneyamong themselves and live nothing for me. One faithful morning, I opened myfather's briefcase and found out the documents which he have deposited hugeamount of money in one bank in Burkina Faso with my name as the next of kinbecause when he was alive he deposited some amount of money in a Bank inBurkina Faso which he used my name as the next of kin. The amount in questionis $5.7M(Five Million seven Hundred Thousand Dollars).
 
I have informed the bank about claiming this money and the onlything they told me is to look for a foreign partner who will assist me in thetransfer due to my refugee status here in Burkina Faso. God told me that youare the honest and reliable person who will help me and stand as my trustee sothat I will present him to the Bank for transfer of the money to his bankaccount in overseas. I have chosen to contact you after my prayers and Ibelieve that you will not betray my trust. But rather take me as your ownsister or we can get married immediately i come to your country.
 
My dearest, thing are very bad for me here in the refugee campwhere i am living today. People are dying here day after day because of lack offood and poor medical treatment. Even one of us died last night and was buriedtoday. I am afraid of what i am seeing here. I don't know who it will be herturn tomorrow. I was first year student in the university studying law beforethe ugly incident that killed my parents that put me in this horrible place ifound myself toady. This place is like a prison as we are only allowed to goout on Monday and Friday of the week as given by the united nation rules andregulation here in Burkina Faso. It's just like one staying in the prison and ihope by Gods grace i will come out here soon. in this refugee we are onlyallowed to go out two times in a week.
 
Its just like one staying in the prison and i hope by Gods grace iwill come out here soon. i don't have any relatives now whom i can go to and theonly person i have now is Rev Issac Ambrose who is the pastor of the (Christfor all Churches) here in the refugee he has been very nice to me since i camehere but i am not living with him rather i am leaving in the women's hostelbecause the refugee have two hostels one for men the other for women.
 
Please if you want to help me out of this situation respond toback so that i will tell you more about me.
 
Yours faithful,
 
Miss. Harrita Kipkalya.
CONTACT ME THROUGH MY INFORMATION,
Contact:E-Mail: miss.harrita.kipkalya at yandex.com


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