Back in these days, I was less fearsome and still a child nowadays I would probably be way more scared. Especially during the time in the well, I was grateful for having my sister with me, just being above me.
But I had also fun times. I once left a guy standing by a broken street lamp and told him I was going to get help while he held the lamp. I never came back xD
Yeah. And he wasn´t even drunk or so. He was just... that one guy that you never want to meet again. I don´t even know how he got home, because my grandpa was supposed to bring him and me back, and I said we don´t need to wait for him and drove off. xD
By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return. — Genesis 3:19
