Tears poured down my face as I grabbed the rope of the bell; the ringing was proof that I’d won the battle I’d been fighting. Everyone clapped their hands and cheered for me while I closed my eyes and thanked the lord. He saw me through all of this, and I would continue praising him. When I opened my eyes, Quasim was standing there with my favorite flowers in his hands, sunflowers. He smirked as a tear fell down one side of his face and more fell down mine.

