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<blockquote data-quote="PeterJames0510" data-source="post: 75834849" data-attributes="member: 416739"><p>He went up to the door and he slowly opened it. There he was ... as a kid, sitting on the ground, eating his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He was by himself; all the other kids were taunting him and jeering at him. He turned away; ahh ... a memory he had buried in him long ago of the chronicles of a lunch time every day. They taunted him without mercy.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, a girl came up by little David and said, "I'll be your friend". She sat down next him and ran her fingers in his hair; she then starting laughing. "Now you have worms in your hair!" Sure enough, David reached up ... disgusted with himself, he left as the little girl and the rest of the school kids laughed at him. He went away, left school, to find an alley way to cry. He didn't care if he got in trouble; just as long as he got away from there. Big David didn't realize he had turned in a ball of tears in the middle of the floor. "Close the door! Close the door! What is this place? It's not Christmas."</p><p></p><p>He turned the corner of his eye and saw the TV ... there was a man on there also crying, with a crown of thorns on his head ...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PeterJames0510, post: 75834849, member: 416739"] He went up to the door and he slowly opened it. There he was ... as a kid, sitting on the ground, eating his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He was by himself; all the other kids were taunting him and jeering at him. He turned away; ahh ... a memory he had buried in him long ago of the chronicles of a lunch time every day. They taunted him without mercy. Suddenly, a girl came up by little David and said, "I'll be your friend". She sat down next him and ran her fingers in his hair; she then starting laughing. "Now you have worms in your hair!" Sure enough, David reached up ... disgusted with himself, he left as the little girl and the rest of the school kids laughed at him. He went away, left school, to find an alley way to cry. He didn't care if he got in trouble; just as long as he got away from there. Big David didn't realize he had turned in a ball of tears in the middle of the floor. "Close the door! Close the door! What is this place? It's not Christmas." He turned the corner of his eye and saw the TV ... there was a man on there also crying, with a crown of thorns on his head ... [/QUOTE]
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