My name is Daniel, a secondary school teacher in Western Kenya. For ten years, I dedicated my life to molding young minds. I was respected, loved by parents, and my students always performed well. But all it took was one evil plot to almost destroy everything I had built.It began when I unknowingly became a target of jealousy from within the school staff.
There was a female Guidance and Counseling teacher who never liked me. To this day, I don’t know if it was professional jealousy, unreturned feelings, or something darker. But she set me up in the most painful way possible.One Monday morning, as I entered school, whispers followed me. Students stared, colleagues avoided me.To read more,click here
