Kimba's Story
I heard a lot of noise, was someone crying? All four of the televisions we had were tuned to the news and there were blaring reports of a local nightclub in Brooklyn where police were on the scene. Whose voices are those? Is it my party?
It was one week before my fifth birthday and I was so super excited. It meant that I could go to school with all the “older” girls and wear a uniform and finally be “grown up”. My dad promised to buy me anything I wanted and I knew he,…
