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... kid, I used to whisper the same wish every Sunday night—"Please, God, just this once... don’t let Monday come."
It never worked.
No matter how hard I wished, I still woke up Monday morning, backpack slung over my shoulder, heading to school like clockwork.
Last night, I caught myself making the same stupid wish.
And just like always, God ignored me.
Honestly... I don’t think He exists.
If you want something in life, don’t leave it up to some highe ...
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