The second month did me worse.
The first week, I escaped an accident that nearly saw my life cut short. But God didn’t want that, so He lifted me off.
In the second week, I received a call from my elder sister who haven’t seen me in a while. She wanted me to pay her a visit. I was exited but countered her idea because I had a supervisory work to do till the beginning of the third month.
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