Since I was younger I had exactly one hero, my little sister, Do you no how much i worshiped her? She was the sun and the moon to me. While i was still very young I noticed other people didnt feel the way I did, people were rude to her, they were cruel, they laughed at her. So I began to pray,I prayed every night for her to get better, and nothing changed. So I prayed harder, and after awhile I realized it wasnt that I wasnt praying hard enough, Its that no one was listening. Asking someone to believe in a fantasty, how ever comforting isnt a moral thing to do, its cruel.
-Sue
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