Hello everyone and I would love to appreciate @solperez for organizing such an interesting contest. I would be sharing my thoughts as regarding this special contest.

Mr Jasen was a great man in the west coast of Zimbabwe, he had wealth and special workers in his vineyard. He was contesting for a politic post of the high chief for the great community if Zunga. He was a philanthropist, happily in charge of activities as pertaining the support to the great people of his state.

Moreso, there were wicked political watchdogs who trued to stop him, he had a well adapted instincts, being at the right place at the right time. He never stopped visiting his family who loved him at the outskirt of the city. A coup was being planned at the background and he hardly knew.

However, on this special day of the election, he was having a great time as the elections was going in his favor. He was at the center of attraction, always bringing in cheers and joy to the people. His opponent was so hurt to loose the election.

Meanwhile, a sniper shooter was set at the cliff of an adjacent building to the venue all to end this ambitious young man. He was conversing when his eyes stumbled on the great sniper on the cliff, he almost stumbled and the hesitant sniper took the uncordinated shot at him. It caught his shoulders. He yelled and everyone scattered. He called his wife immediately.

she sailed off in tears with the sobbing child!

She had to gather her properties and headed for the port at the close of her backyard. She heard a rebellious mob coming to the house. She crept in sorrow with her sobbing child as her husband said his last words to her. It was a painful time, that was the end of his life as lots of bullets were put in him.

Immediately, the city was placed in the state of emergency with military operatives storming the city. She missed her husband and the city was brought to order after some days, but the deed was already done at this time. The great Jasen of Zunga was no more. The family escaped the doom but were sore of the wound which wouldn't heal anytime soon after the demise of the bereaved.

I have concluded my article and invite @paholags @cive40 @mariami to join contest