Here I am today in Pennsylvania, it's rainy and droopy. I listen to rain hitting my window. It's been raining for a long time. The weather man said it's suppose to be like this 'till July. Please be happy. People say that when it rains and thunders, that stuff, your mad. God if you are, please forgive the people who sinned today, yesterday and on. I am soon gonna head off to youth group. Please Lord quid me. I know your here  because when I play games, you always tell me when someone is going to be out and stuff. I wanna be a preacher when I grow up, so Lord, please help me get better.


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