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Trusting God
I remember when I was just a child around six to 7 years old I use to play with my shadow almost every night. My grandmother had warned me multiple times not to do that, because I would end up having nightmare. But of course as a child, I’ve never listened. Until one night I started having the worst nightmares ever. I remembered every time I started crying and screaming, my grandmother would simply told me in the middle of the dark “Ricky it is just a dream, it’s not reality”