FALLING IN LOVE WITH EVIL
In the morning I wake up and take a shower. I decide to wear my short denim dress with yellow sandals. I tie my dreadlocks into a neat bun. I apply lip gloss and wear my earrings.
I look at myself in the mirror. I am really confused about my family: my dad to be precise. I mean we can’t just accept a stranger but he is my dad. He looks like him in every way. Although he has become older , but he is pretty much the same man.
I sigh as I look at his picture on the table next to my bed.
I exit my room and go to the kitchen and make breakfast for Mom, Tim and I.
I set up the table and Tim joins me wearing a baby blue t-shirt with gray ripped jeans.
His hair is up in waves and he is breathtakingly beautiful! Yeah beautiful!
“Good morning.” He says and I smile
