I can’t really say if I’m going to die but have you ever had that sinking feeling in your stomach.
I just got a call at work from some random guy. I can’t remember the conversation verbatim but I want to write this down in case something happens.
“I’m having shortness of breath”
“I left my testimony at a college inside a King James”
“My mama was murdered”
“I won’t go back inside a church, even though I’m black, I won’t go back inside a church”
“I’ll be downtown”
“I’m bringing you a letter, I’ll address it to Steven. It will have directions to a college where my testimony is”
Click
If I get a letter, I’m not really sure what to do, but I can’t imagine it will be healthy. I kind of hope I do, and I kind of hope that it really has directions to this guy’s testimony.
I’ll keep you updated.
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