A friend of a friend's story.
There was this roommate of his.
One day he got back to the dorm.
"Hey" he said.
"..." He is lying on bed sleeping he guessed.
So he just did his thing and after a while.
It gets very quiet.
He walked up to his bed, push him by his shoulder.
"..." No noise, he flipped him over.
Underneath the blanket, he has his hand laying on a pistol, then he noticed the bullet hold on his right forehead.
The note in the blood reads: "No one care anyway."
For many people, they cannot see who care about them.
No one show them any care. They get despair and hopeless.
If they only knew God cares.
If those around them only show them care.
I am telling myself to care to care everyone and anyone.
Before, I don't see anyone care about me, but now that I found Him.
I only need Him to care about me.
The rest of the people, I may or may not "careless"...
I still believe that I am a caring person, even though I am a stiff talker and stubborn "big woman".
I believe I can do everything through God, I only have to ask and He will give me the strength.
If no one is doing to me, I can do this to them.
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