It was one bright February 14...going down Memory lane........ I was in Secondary school and there was always this fuss about who would get roses or not. I was not expecting anyone either. I remember his name Daniel Chijindu. He offered me a rose and a card or some gift and I quietly returned it back to him without even thinking twice. My mum had sternly warned me about ever receiving gifts from boys and I sure will take to her instructions as always. Today, Daniel and I are still very good friends and we are all happy. I just wanted to keep this brief .
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