What Goes Around Comes Around
Once there was a man named Razim. He was a very cruel man. He had a wicked red hair, and viciously sharp eyes. He was criminal. He lived on a farm in a small town called Gangam town. One day, Razim went for a quick walk around the farm. While he was walking he saw a man at the edge of the large cliff near his farm. Razim was curious what the man was doing. So he walked over to him. Razim asked, “What are you doing”?
The man said that he was looking at the great view. Then with a sudden urge, Razim pushed him off the cliff and into the dark, icy, river. That night when Razim went to bed he was wondering why he pushed the man off that cliff. He decided that he didn’t care about that man. He had the right to push him of the cliff. Because he was on his property. Razim went to bed.
Sometime in the night, Razim woke up to the sound of a squeaking sound in the hallway. He asked, “Who’s there”? He asked again and again, but there was no answer. Suddenly, there was a voice in the room. The voice said,“I’m coming for you,” in a creaky voice.
Razim was horrified! He was grabbed for his pocket knife. But before he could pick it up, his bloody head rolled of the bed and out the door. His past had finally caught up with him.