When I was younger, I had an elf on the shelf named Peppermint, and she always came around during Christmas time. Each night, I went to bed with Peppermint, and when I woke up, she would be somewhere else in the house doing something silly, and sometimes she'd even bring me gifts. However, a few Christmases ago, Peppermint left me a note saying she would have to return to the North Pole forever. I was sad that I would never get to see her again. Now, a couple of years later, I know that it was actually my mom who was controlling Peppermint and giving me the gifts, but when I was younger, I totally believed it. Today in class, we completed our vocabulary lesson.
My most absurd personal experience was one time, it was after school, when my friend and I decided to go to church that evening. Also, around this time, I had a strange addiction to eating cornstarch. I just liked the texture, and I liked the taste. Anyway, I had my friend taste it, and her parents came to pick us up to take us to church, and we weren't ready, so we rushed to get out the door, leaving the box of corn starch open. We went to church and enjoyed the service. After the service, there was an ice cream truck outside, so we decided to get some. As we waited for her parents to pick us up, a young man approached me offering a prayer. I accepted, and these 2 people started praying for me and my friend. At first, things were normal, but they started to get weird. Before I knew it, 5 people were all gathered around me, praying for me, speaking in tongues. I didn't know what to do. It was crazy. After that, her parents arrived and drove me home. My friend came inside to get...
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