stories:
-once at a christian youth centre I went to the bathroom while there was a concert and when I locked the door, the door knob fell off in my hand..meanwhile the concert had ended and they were just beginning the 'talk' and i wasn't about to start yelling in front of all those kids that I was locked in the bathroom...with some frantic whispers to my friend outside the door and a desperate effort to shove the doorknob back on, it opened. Thankyou Father.
-my sister got locked in the bathroom today for like 20mns..yelling and whining that the room was getting hotter and hotter...my dad finally freed her.darn.
THE END
[when inspired I shall write some more stories]
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.if reality is vitality.intertwining strands of you and me.let’s dig below the surface. below confusion.below worthlessness.so much sweet'a.let's be real ya.
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