CLANGING CYMBALS
PART ONE It's my story and I want to share it. Probably to lighten my burden and cause I deserve a fresh start. It all started on that fateful day. My world turned, the clouds over me got dark and my thoughts got darker. Living became such a burden and my whole being yearned for vengeance. You may wonder why, wait until you hear my story. I had just returned from school. I was in primary four at that time and I knew a lot of things in History cause my History Teacher had a lovely hand writing even on the chalk board. Since I loved his artistic writing, I enjoyed every bit of the class. It was hot outside and my heavy school bag had given me a new walking step. Sagging down to my waist, I had to...