25 de fevereiro de 2011
I don’t know how to pray, i mean, not that thing everybody know and say in church. But i talk to God, almost everyday, i tell Him my secrets (i know He already know everything, but i like to tell Him myself ), i cry , i ask a lot of questions and even though i can’t hear the answer i just feel better, that’s not something i can explain, i feel relieved, and i always smile after our conversation. When i feel sad, or lost, i look at the sky and feel that i’m not alone. I like sitting on my window at night, and sing my favorite songs to Him, and when i’m singing somethimes i feel this amazing cool wind dancing around me and playing with my hair, then i smile again.