Story #I lost count Name- Good Morning Author: Chewbacca. "Good morning" "Good morning" "Good mor-" It's been repeated for ages. Good morning. The sun stopped shining long ago. In times like these, do we hardly realize how much these words mean. Good morning. The emphasis is on good. Good. Morning. Every morning my maid would come to my door, knock, and come inside and repeat the same phrase. Good morning. I believe she still does. I never understood why she told me those words. Was she doing it out of kindness or because I was her employer? Either way, it felt nice, but I didn't realize it back then. Back then, I'd mourn the morning. Good morning. I miss hearing that from someone. Now I hear that from a recorder and that stopped running. Ran out of juice the poor thing. I loved being alone, now I want someone by my side. Someone, anyone... Please tell me this'll be good morning. Please...