"A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in a setting of silver" Prov.25:11
"Ahhh, just like I thought!" said little Helen. "No one really loves me. My Mom calls me stupid because I just can't seem to do anything right. No one ever asks me to join them for a fun time --- they have parties, and I'm never invited. My brother ignores me at school, like he doesn't even know me."
Helen was walking down the street of her town, the snow was falling quietly at her feet, and it was really cold. But…
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Posted on November 2, 2008 at 5:00pm — 5 Comments