Mother lost it yesterday. I had apparently punched my little sister in my sleep. It left a bruise, so painful on my hand. Lately, I have been losing my memory more than usual. This sickness that God has bestowed upon me is nothing but a curse. I beg often to the divines. "Ô Santa-Maria, let this poor peasant be clear of worries. Have mercy on this fragile human body, as it is nearing Death." Soon the Grim Reaper will be at my door. I have always wondered how wonderful life would be at 50, but those thoughts have long been erased, and as a result, my soul has gone cold. To be leaving this World with nothing but myself is frightening. My conscience wants to pray until dawn, but I must not be greedy in my last days. I must stay pure. I must live until my soul gives out. I must give it my all.
Mother praised me yesterday. I had gotten full marks on a math test. It gave me so much joy to see my mother so happy. Lately, I have been studying more than usual. This blessing that God has bestowed upon me is everything but a curse. I begged often to the divines. "Ô Santa-Maria, let this idiot be clear of worries. Have mercy on this empty mind, as it is nearing a math exam." I have always wondered how easy life would as a math genius, but those thoughts have long been erased and as a result, my soul has been healed. To be living in this world as a successful human being is reassuring. My conscience has always relied on prayers, but when it comes to studying I must not be greedy. I must stay concentrated. I must study until my soul gives out. I must succeed.
Dear, -----Mother praised me yesterday. I had gotten full marks on a math test. It gave me so much joy to see my mother so happy. Lately, I have been studying more than usual. This blessing that God has bestowe... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Dear, -----
Mother encouraged me to read yesterday. I had gotten so fixated on my computer. It left my mother worried for my eyes. Lately, I have been reading more than usual. This interest that God had bestowed upon me was far from a curse. I beg often to the divines. "Ô Santa-Maria, let this fatigued mind be clear of worries. Have mercy on this puzzled mind, as it is nearing boredom." I have always wondered how miraculous life would be with a purpose, but those thoughts have long been erased and as a result, my soul has been reborn. To be thriving in this World with a purpose is truly a blessing. My conscience wants to laze around all day, but I must not be greedy at my young age. I must stay motivated. I must read until my soul gives out. I must stay with a purpose.
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Dear ----- ,
Mother lost it yesterday. I had apparently punched my little sister in my sleep. It left a bruise, so painful on my hand. Lately, I have been losing my memory more than usual. This sickness that God has bestowed upon me is nothing but a curse. I beg often to the divines. "Ô Santa-Maria, let this poor peasant be clear of worries. Have mercy on this fragile human body, as it is nearing Death." Soon the Grim Reaper will be at my door. I have always wondered how wonderful life would be at 50, but those thoughts have long been erased, and as a result, my soul has gone cold. To be leaving this World with nothing but myself is frightening. My conscience wants to pray until dawn, but I must not be greedy in my last days. I must stay pure. I must live until my soul gives out. I must give it my all.
Your friend,
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Dear, -----
Mother praised me yesterday. I had gotten full marks on a math test. It gave me so much joy to see my mother so happy. Lately, I have been studying more than usual. This blessing that God has bestowed upon me is everything but a curse. I begged often to the divines. "Ô Santa-Maria, let this idiot be clear of worries. Have mercy on this empty mind, as it is nearing a math exam." I have always wondered how easy life would as a math genius, but those thoughts have long been erased and as a result, my soul has been healed. To be living in this world as a successful human being is reassuring. My conscience has always relied on prayers, but when it comes to studying I must not be greedy. I must stay concentrated. I must study until my soul gives out. I must succeed.
Your friend,
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Dear, -----
Mother encouraged me to read yesterday. I had gotten so fixated on my computer. It left my mother worried for my eyes. Lately, I have been reading more than usual. This interest that God had bestowed upon me was far from a curse. I beg often to the divines. "Ô Santa-Maria, let this fatigued mind be clear of worries. Have mercy on this puzzled mind, as it is nearing boredom." I have always wondered how miraculous life would be with a purpose, but those thoughts have long been erased and as a result, my soul has been reborn. To be thriving in this World with a purpose is truly a blessing. My conscience wants to laze around all day, but I must not be greedy at my young age. I must stay motivated. I must read until my soul gives out. I must stay with a purpose.
Your friend,
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