_The caged bird sings because it must; it must sing, or else it dies_
_A new morning is a reminder that one can always start again. One can always try again, even when they don't see the progress. For as long as they don't stop, it will bear fruit one day. For the morning, the sunset, the rainbow have never stopped coming._
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What would be considered superstitious in Africa is perhaps not; this is known as tradition, spirit beings, and ancestors. This was customary in their way of life. But what if one has to see this strange being right in front of their eyes?, would it not then be superstitious?. It would be like a nightmare, one that would cause your heart to jump.
"No," Ife shook her head for the tenth time, refusing to believe what she had seen. Her eyes kept growing wide with every second, with every image in her head. "That is not my brother," her voice was like the howling storm wind billowing before the thunderous rain.
