Another story from my childhood; I posted it on my blog, but since it was requested, I'm also crossposting it here

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When I was in kindergarten, I used to know that lonely girl. One day, I would see her walking alone near the kindergarten garden, touching the flowers. I was wondering what she was doing, so approaching her, I spoke, in German:
- What are you doing?
- Petting the flowers...
- Why would you pet the flowers?
- When you're sad... Don't you feel they're the only ones who can understand you?
I looked at her eyes. She was crying.
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Discoveries
An someday i should read the book of Mormon but i am already half way through the Quaran (I study religions tis fun lol)
Um... you're reading the book of Mormon? How come?