Every New Year Eve, I follow my parents to church. This year’s was no different. We had left the house as early as 7 pm and trekked the fairly long distance since we could not afford the bus fare. The path was always a lonely one with thick mass of bushes on both sides of the narrow road. My parents would let me and my sister…
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