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Stamped: 2:05 a.m.

I can't believe what just happened.

I just got a check in the mail for $100. Camp is nice. I worked there this summer and they sent me some money for Christmas. Cool. Whatever. It happened last year. No big deal. Till you know the rest of the story. :)

I got an email earlier today. Or a Facebook message rather. About my friend's mom. She has a brain tumor that needs an expensive surgery. I have hardly enough money to pay rent and buy food. But I knew I needed to give her some money. $100 I thought...

Yesterday I wrote down a prayer. I asked God to restore in me the faith of my youth. I think He just did.

wow.

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