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it was cold and I was in another countrty far away from the security of my mother's love and familiarity of my place I was far away and you came, so tender and assured me of happiness.

The vehicle was way too fast, he knew, but he didn't care. People die, right? That's why when they found him with his head cracked open some fifty minutes later, I wasn't bothered. The first minute, I

First, I wonder how Sunday became this cold. My mama is shivering somewhere, I know because I'm shivering. The kids outside are shouting and throwing snows up and all over. I'm shivering like a leaf slapped

• Writer • Graphic designer I'm Michael Ohiorhenuan. A final year student of National Open University of Nigeria. I'm doing Communication Technology there. I write a bit of fiction and essays and poetry.