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How It All Started by pmonkz(m): 12:00pm On Mar 14, 2013
Its was on a sunday evening.
Contrary to the weather, it was cool.
The breeze was blowing gently.
The trees behind my room were whistling.
The leaves were dropping on the roofing sheet.
The sun was hiding under a blanket of fairly thick cloud.
Everywhere was normal and beautiful.
Outside my door were some house flies going about their businesses.
Little butterflies were the prey while lizards and wall gecko were d predator.
The birds were busy picking up insects as dinner I guess.
Everything looked beautiful.
I went back to my room and I got busy.
Busy with my phone as I read the messages.
I smiled, chuckled, laughed and smirked.
The gentle breeze, accompanied with the musical sound on my roofing sheet gave me comfort as I reminisced.
Suddenly, I grew cold.
Something in me was telling me to do something while another thing was telling me I'd fail.
I kept calm.
I heard "now is the time".
I dropped my phone.
Paced around my room.
Goose pimples all over me.
Suddenly I started feeling heat.
The voice came back in a still manner, "do it now".
I picked my phone and composed an SMS.
I sent it and not long, I got a reply.
I was engaged in the act for a while.
I sent another SMS at around 8:30pm or so and it took a while for the reply...
The 1st voice came back confirming to me that I just failed.
I watch the phone closely but nothing happened.
I searched for the 2nd voice from within but I couldn't find it.
It was 8:40pm and I was about blaming myself.
Everything had seized all along.
I couldn't hear the music on my roofing sheet anymore.
There was heat.
Everything was not normal.
I checked the time.
It was 8:43pm.
The breeze began blowing and I noticed it instantly.
At least it calmed me down and the heat gradually escaped.
The music started again.
Everything seemed normal or like the 1st time.
I noticed the change instantly.
I checked the network of my phone.
It was almost spilling over.
I checked the time again and it was 8:44pm.
While I was about dropping the phone.
An SMS came in and it was the reply of my last sent SMS.
I almost screamed.
I saw angels smiling.
She just accepted me into her life.
She agreed to be my woman.
She agreed to be my missing rib.
She agreed to be my help mate.
She agreed to be my lady.
The still voice came back telling me "I told you, you won"
I sent her another SMS and she replied with "call me, let me hear my new boyfriend's voice"
I didn't have enough credit but I called her.
Its been so beautiful since that day and that was how it all started ...
God bless 23rd of January, 2011 by 8:44:06pm.

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