Faith ♡
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Última publicación mar, sep 3, 2013
Chresanto has a fair life. Good grades in school, co-captain of the wrestling team, a beautiful girlfriend, a job at McDonalds, All tied together with a loving home with his Mother, little sister, and little brother. Things change for Chresanto when he meets this girl. Chresanto knew something about her was off from the moment he laid his eyes on her. He silently questioned her raggedy, white dress that was way too small for her and her constant bare feet. Chresanto knew she had a story to tell, but he never expected it to be as serious as it was. Incapable of reading, writing, and counting, this girl asked questions with obvious answers, which never failed to befuddle Chresanto. Regardless of how illiterate this girl may be, she was able to teach Chresanto something, and something way more important than the words of a textbook. This girl was able to teach him the happy ways of life, love, and the true meaning of Faith.
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