A social story. My mother had gone to paradise. I lived with my father and grandmother. When I was smaller, I thought that my mother would return one day. But when I grew up, I understood that nobody would return from paradise. I realized that wh ...
A social story. My mother had gone to paradise. I lived with my father and grandmother. When I was smaller, I thought that my mother would return one day. But when I grew up, I understood that nobody would return from paradise. I realized that when my grandmother went to paradise too...
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