The day i met my long father dead.

One day as i was crossing the road, a stranger stopped to talk to me. He asked me  whether i knew him or not. I looked over over him but i could not be able to recogonize at all. He appeared freadly and kept smiling at me, so i moved closer near him. Suddenly i realised there was something in his appearance that reminded me of my father. I was about to say that he looked like my father when to my greatest suprise the stranger just melt into the air. My knees grow softer and softer as the rest of my body began to tramble. I tried to cry for help, but no sound come out of my mouth. Soon i realised i had been dreaming.

Location: Soweto, Nairobi, Kenya