working under Scott and taking orders from him. Being elected as the president not only lifted my self-esteem and confidence. It gave me a purpose to live and serve the people of Appian. At that moment it hit me. I had been through a lot, survived and triumphed against all odds.

I thought of continuing my humanitarian projects or something similar but I gave up on the idea after I realized, slum dwellers lives have transformed for the better in the past 2 years.

'I've outgrown this. I need to try out new things,' I said.

I took a deep breath. I picked a teabag and put it inside the cup. 1 teaspoon of sugar into the cup and poured hot water from the teapot, then stirred it anti-clockwise.

I remember howpounce. I felt his rock hard hands throttling the life out of me against the door. I quit trying to scream and went on struggling helplessly, as my feet hanged inches away from the floor. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. I tried to free myself, clenching my fists, and swung soft punches at his face. My face went pink, then red, then a congested purple. Just as I was to pass out. He let go of my throat. I felt my body hit against the floor. He bent and pointed at me.

'Stop disrespecting me and let me do what I have to do,' he shouted.

I coughed as I lay helplessly on the floor. I stared at him as I tried to catch my breath.

'I know you're