Many people came to my house to pray. I didn't know why they came but anyway some children came along with their mother. All of us are Korean. We children gathered in my small room, and gave a short pray to God.
The adults sang psalms and prayed quite a long time. I peeked out and shut the door in a hurry. The adults looked like robbots. They all moved in a same way. The pray repeats "God, god, when we die......please bla bla bla..."
After all had gone, I opened the pray book, but I threw it away because I can't understand anything. I just pray , "God , I praise you and love you. Please bless my family and me."
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