When I was a baby, my mom was driving through a really nice neighborhood, and she saw some teenagers throwing rocks at a house. One of the teenagers turned around and threw a rock at my window and hit it. I was newborn, so I could've died from the hit. My mom told my dad to stop the car and chased the teenagers for half a mile. I'm not joking, this happened. But God decided it wasn't my time to leave. THANKS GOD!!!
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De TodoYeah... if you know me, you can tell this is going to be bad. Even though it's perfect for me, if you guys know me in real life you know my crazy personality, but apparently the Internet likes it, so why not?
