I used to think nights were weeks long compared to days. It was because I used to wake up during the night and it would seem like a very long time before I went to sleep again. I didn't like nights at all.
When the Sunday school teacher told us that bad people get tormented forever after they die, I figured they were put in a pitch black place where they never saw anything again. They were all alone with nothing to do, see, or hear for the rest of time. What a horrible thought.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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