After doing all my morning routine, I pick up the ironed clothes which were laid on my bed, putting up the black skirt which flows down to my knee from waist, I wore a dusty rose bishop blouse with a black scarf around my neck. Wearing my glasses I look at my reflection, my hair braided and it fell over my left shoulder a few strands falling over my face.

Walking out of the room I gulp down the glass of milk and grab the toasted sandwich holding the sandwich between my teeth I wash the glass and the plate. Taking a bite I release the breath which I was...