
Shequinah Nanshanapa
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Writer of fiction, of lives lived and imagined. For those interested in entertaining a conversation and sharing ideas, you can reach me here:
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Unbreak My Heart
There were days when Samira could not sleep through the night. She would leave the warmth of her bed to sit on the front porch of her house where nothing but the cool mid-summer air would welcome her. Fresh air that one could only come across in the wee hours of the day, before the bright colors of the rising sun left its mark in the sky. Unlike Jerry, she didn't have an athletic bone in her body. Jerry often claimed that he was envious of her ability to wake up so early in the morning. Although he exercised after he came home from a long day of work, he would often say that there was nothing better than a morning workout to properly start the day.
By Shequinah Nanshanapa5 years ago in Humans