That Fateful Morning
I really don’t know what came over me that dreadful Sunday Monday morning. I lay in bed around 6:30am having woken up from a reasonable sleep, I felt totally at peace with everything, I had nothing to do that day at all. I turn a glance at my Girlfriend Clarissa. I realise how fortunate I am to have her in my life, I have known her for only a matter of weeks now, but she has moved in with me as she had issues with her parents. I lay there admiring her beauty; her soft brown hair flowing over...