BRIA
Benji gifted me a cute white coloured dress on my fourth birthday. I fell in love with the dress the moment I saw it. It was very pretty with a large pink bow on the front of my waist. I wore it only on special occasions and never in school because I didn't want other girls to get jealous of my beautiful dress.
At that one time, Benji made me wear it saying it looks good on me when we were out for shopping. I was wandering in the market when Benji was busy in bargaining with a fruit seller over the cost of one kg of oranges. The rainy season had just begun soothing the parched mother earth from the intense summer heat. A rainbow had decorated the blue sky peeking shyly from behind a white cottony cloud. I was fascinated with its beauty while jumping with my little hands raised skywards in the hope that they could grab the seven coloured wonder. Failing after several tries I gave up the idea and decided to enjoy it from where I was.
