MY STORY

This is my Introduction.... I was born into a place where silver spoon wasn't part of possession. At first, Life seemed to be full of exhilaration, until.. At 5, I was struck with sudden separation. I was too young to see what the future would be. Always hoping for what the day could bring. At 10, I began to see life as a jungle. All i could do was to endure the struggle. Every morning, all that filled momma's eyes was tears of sorrow Each night, her heart's always burdened with fears of tomorrow At 15, I began to feel the weights of responsibilities upon my shoulders. A young man feeling so concerned bouh an aging mother. This made me realise how much I'd ve needed my deceased father. Buh all I could do was to maintain my lane and speed faster. At 20, I hit my chest to be the best. I vowed to run the race until every hurdles are cleared. And dry momma's face until there are no more tears. This I'll hold on to until every battle is won, And the song of victory is sung. And this................. Shall then be the concluding part of my story!