Big Prayers Small Problems


I got a splinter in my hand from my parent’s wooden closet. I silently cursed my mom, my dad and their room. I couldn’t do nothing that day except sulk in pain cause it hurt every time I moved. I went to the gym that day, got on the bike and the treadmill but had to leave early cause everything else required hands.

It stayed in there a day till I worked up the nerve to finally get it out myself. I said a silent prayer and burned a needle then dug and squeezed until that sucker out.


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