Good Morning

Good morning friends, a handwritten story, made with love.

A chill ran down my back, I'm in the dorm of my collage, doing some early painting, I hear my roommate's footsteps, "Good Morning Lisa," Aliyah says. "I'm going to make some food," Aliyah continues. "Mhm, sounds good," I say. Out of nowhere, there is a knock on the door.