Miracle Morning #62

Today I got up at six. Last night I argued with my sister by LINE and had nasty feeling to her.

When I was a child, I liked her very much. But how did she think about me?

Now I am not a six-year-old girl. I don’t have to fawn on her now.

I still like her and I wish her happiness. I’d like to make my sister and mother happy.

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