God's not dead

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Anthony's pov:

It was now Sunday, and I was ready to go to church. I say yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes Lord yes. So I'm trading my sorrows for the joy of Lord. Is all I can say on Sundays. I felt bad for baby girl she didn't have a ride rto her church. Her dad's cat broke down and he is using her mom's car to go to church. So no way to church.

Felicity's pov:

It was Sunday and no way to church. So my Sunday was not turning out right all ready. I texted my oldies bff in the world. He was the first guy I made friends with and my first boyfriend. I was trying to hint to him that I need a ride to church but he's a guy what am I to expect from my own ex boyfriend.

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It was now later that day Anthony were Skypeing. He was making me laugh. But he did scare me once. Damn him, his brother came in the room. And Anthony told him to get out and thien he got up and grabbed his rifle. 😢💔😢 I got so fucking scared. The coked that gun, and that scar me so fucking more.

But to turn out that's how him and his sibbling play around. Well he had to go because his phone was dyeing on him.

When my dad picked me up he got a call from his mom. She said the his cuisine Dot had died.

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