DREAM CHILD SERIES ... I draw the curtain of each day open with a silent but inspired prayer to God. The bathroom has been a favourite spot for my inspired prayers, as I sat on my toilet seat; the first thing that comes to mind is the faithfulness of the creator of eternity, the one who holds the key to the gate of Life and Death. He is the reason I am alive today. Today is one of the days of sober reflection; I thought of my teenage experiences, the innocence and beauty and inexperience that characterize youthfulness. I thought of my most happy moments during those years of naivety, I thought of my witty and adventurous moments; the first time I fell in love and end up giving my first love kiss to a stranger. It felt good at first and I smiled all night and rolled on the bed like a guinea pig. That's what you feel when you are very young and inexperience*smiles*. I took my thoughts further like someone trying to fix what he or she is not sure about but obliged to fix. I thought o
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