Noway, It seems that God forgot them that night.
The god of rain increased the debit.
Fear or tear, they could now feel the rain on their cheek in the bed.
Poverty and pity, Bob got the fear of rain for life.
Story1: The rain of tears
It was the hell on his bed.
The rain started and he was afraid when the debit increased.
Noway, that rain decided to be heavy on their roof.
The roof is the problem.
Bob was with his brother, sister, father, and mother.
It was around 2am but his parents were up to pray God to stop the rain or reduce the debit.
Le meilleur moment pour commencer ? Je ne le retrouve pas. Quand je pense aussi au fait que je dois être constant pour accrocher, je ne sais si je peux vraiment y arriver. Ainsi, je ne sais quand commencer. ai-je commence comme cela? ou la constance me fuira encore?#MorelSokadjo