THE DAY OF THE HAPPENING
A day thought to end successfully, a day which shown with normality, we looked forward for another successful day, the second of April, with everyone in the family well and healthy without a torn in their heart nor a pain within their soul.
How could we know that there was a sombre which was awaiting along our paths, how hard was it to tell how the day was so full of darkness yet it was the start of the bright morning, how could we tell that that day had set a pit for everyone in the family to fall in, that day our happiness was ruined with one hit, the world never gave us a chance to choose whether we wanted to remain happy or we wanted to incur our souls into an endless sorrow,,,, what an agony to just feel a faint memory of that day, my heart always fold in its veins when I think of that happening. It was the 1ST OF APRIL.