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Girl MOCKED God and did this when her mother asked her to pray. Minutes later, the worst happened! –
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A girl without faith is angry with her parents, and when her mother says, “Daughter, go with God,” she tells Him to go in the trunk. But when a horrible accident happens, and only the compartment is unaffected, her life falls apart.
Miriam was radiant in front of the mirror. Her meticulous makeup highlighted her brown eyes, and the outfit she had chosen for the party was bold—far from the simple dress her mother insisted she wear for church on Sundays. She felt an indomitable euphoria; the night promised adventure and freedom…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>
The doorbell rang, echoing through the quiet house.
“It’s for me! I’ll answer it!” shouted the girl, running towards the door. When she opened it, she found her friends. They greeted each other with shouts and laughter, their energy contagious. One of them, Raphael, looked seriously at Miriam and said, “Miri, we’re going to have to take your dad’s car. Lucas couldn’t get his.”
The young woman ran her hand over the key to the vehicle that was on top of the counter and was about to leave when her parents appeared. Adrien and Dulcie looked at their daughter in shock, barely recognizing her in her provocative clothes.
“Where do you think you’re going dressed like that, Miriam?” her mother asked, her voice shaking with concern.
The girl rolled her eyes and replied arrogantly, “I’m going to a party at Marta’s house. You don’t know her. I won’t be home until tomorrow, so don’t wait up for me.”
Her parents shook their heads in disappointment.
“You’re not going. You know we don’t approve of that kind of party, Miriam,” Adrien said firmly. “And that outfit… You look like a… uh…”
He hesitated, unable to complete the sentence. Miriam interrupted him, her patience running out.
“A what, Father? A woman? This is who I am! I’m not a little girl anymore!” She stomped her foot on the ground defiantly.
“No, I was going to say that you don’t look like a Christian girl. Go to your room and change, now.”
But the girl obviously didn’t go. Instead, she said no one was going to make her.
“And where do you think you’re going with the car?” asked Dulcie, her eyes already full of tears.
“To the party, damn it!” the girl shouted, making her friends retreat a little. “You can stay here wasting your lives in this house, but I’m going to live mine.”
She turned to leave, but her mother’s voice stopped her.
“Honey, these kinds of things are not for you—a child of God. God does not approve of these parties,” Dulcie said, trying to meet her daughter’s eyes.
Fury built up inside the girl, and she faced her mother, screaming, “If that God really existed, He wouldn’t have taken Phil from us!”
The room was silent. Her friends looked at the ground, uncomfortable. The girl, enraged, was referring to her little brother Phillip. He had been an adorable boy with a bright smile, who filled the family home with joy and hope. The little boy, only seven years old, had been cruelly taken from them by an invisible and ruthless enemy—leukemia. The little boy’s treatment was long and agonizing.
The family, who lived in a small town, did everything they could to save him. Adrien, the father, a respected deacon in the local church, and Dulcie, the mother, always present at community events, were pillars of strength for little Phillip. The whole town, despite being small and with scarce resources, knew the pain and trials that the family faced. The familiar faces and simple houses in the community became silent witnesses of their suffering. They had little, but they had their faith.
During the worst days of his illness, Miriam watched her mother pray fervently, counting each rosary bead with tears in her eyes. She saw Dulcie wear herself out, melt away in quiet, endless prayers, and each day she felt a growing fury in her heart.
“God took my brother,” she thought. “What a cruel and heartless God! He shouldn’t exist—such a horrible creature!”
And so, the girl’s revolt began. She was only sixteen when Phillip passed away. Enraged and embittered, she withdrew from the church and the teachings her parents held dear. She started hanging out with friends that nobody in town approved of. They were young like her, but with a defiant demeanor and an insatiable thirst for fun that defied the traditions of the small community. They partied, drank, and defied authority—all of which sounded attractive to a young woman who wanted to rebel against the world.
Two years had passed since the little boy’s death. Now, at the age of eighteen, and with her driver’s license in hand, the girl felt even more free. Her parents, fearing that she would hitchhike with strangers or travelers, would lend the family car when she wanted to go out, although they were very unhappy. After all, Miriam’s safety was still a priority for them.
So, when the daughter showed disobedience and rebellion by wanting to go to a party at the house of a friend they didn’t even know, Dulcie and Adrien did not agree. And of course, they tried to warn her about the fact that it was something disapproved of by God.
However, when the girl uttered those cutting words about God taking their little brother away from them, they both stood still, heartbroken by the pain of a daughter who became increasingly a stranger to them.
“You know what?” shouted the girl. “If you don’t want me to take the car, okay! We’ll find another one, but I won’t stop going wherever I want just because of that made-up God that you worship!”
She raged, letting the pain and anguish mix in her words, and with a brusque gesture, Miriam hurled her car keys onto the small table by the door—a metallic clang echoing through the front hall of the house.
“Come on, guys. Let’s hitchhike,” she said, pulling her friends out. Her marked rebelliousness seemed to have intensified that night, leaving her friends momentarily stunned.
Adrien and Dulcie, alarmed by their daughter’s sudden attitude, tried to dissuade her.
“No, honey, wait,” said the mother, running to get the keys from the table. With tears glistening in her eyes, she held out the key to Miriam. “Here. Just be careful.”
Miriam looked at her parents with indifference, taking the keys. Her heart, once beating and full of joy, was now cold—a reflection of her revolt. Without even saying thanks, she turned to her friends and said, “Come on.”
Everyone got into the car, teenage bodies pressing against each other in the confined space. The father, looking at his daughter with concern, reminded her, “Just be careful, honey. And we left a carton of eggs in the trunk. Don’t take it out of there, okay? It’s for your grandmother. We’ll bring it to her tomorrow. That’s why you have to be here early in the morning.”
The grandmother lived in a nearby town, and frequent visits were a family tradition they tried to maintain despite all odds. As the last of the young people settled into the car, Dulcie approached her daughter and said softly, “Be careful, okay, honey? Go with God.”
Miriam, wanting to appear brave in front of her friends, made a sarcastic comment, “Only if He’ll go in the trunk. It’s already full here! Hahaha! Tell God to go back there with the eggs! Hahaha!”
The teenagers laughed, the laughter echoing with unparalleled mischief. The parents felt deeply hurt, disappointed by their daughter’s indifference, who seemed to revel in their pain. The car then drove away; all you could hear was the music and laughter of the young people in that vehicle, drowning out the silent whispers of the night.
Dulcie and Adrien watched their daughter go away, their hearts heavy with sadness and worry. The woman turned to her husband, with tears streaming down her cheeks, and buried her face in the man’s chest. He held her close, feeling her heartbeat against his.
“Our only daughter, love. The only one left,” whispered Dulcie, almost inaudible.
The husband stroked her hair and replied with regret, “Calm down, love. We did what we could.”
And they remained like that, embraced in sadness, as their daughter disappeared into the night.
The girl, on the other hand, seemed to be in a completely different world than her parents. With the car vibrating to loud music, Miriam was beaming, laughing, and talking with her friends, without any trace of the emotional storm she’d left behind.
“I don’t know how you handle it, Miri,” said Amanda, one of the friends in the back seat. “If my parents were like that, I would have left home already.”
The young woman felt an uncomfortable tightening in her stomach because, deep down, she knew she was being rebellious, but she didn’t want to give in. Since she was angry with everything and everyone, she covered it up with a smile.
“Well, as soon as I can, I’m going to get out of this shitty town and live my own life,” she replied with a false lack of concern. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>
The car was now on the road, and night was beginning to fall. The vehicle’s lights illuminated the road ahead, creating dancing shadows in the trees beside the road. Renan, sitting in the front seat next to Miriam, settled down on the seat, looking at the highway.
“I also don’t like it when my parents want to meddle where they don’t belong, especially in what I believe or
not.”
The friends fell into a momentary silence, broken by the sound of music from the radio, as if they were thoughtful. Then Peter said to Miriam with a laugh, “Yeah, Miri, you’re absolutely right. God doesn’t really exist.”
The girl gripped the wheel harder. The mention of God brought a wave of anger that she struggled to control.
“Yeah, He doesn’t exist at all,” she raged through clenched teeth. “If He existed, He wouldn’t have taken my brother.”
The young people in the car were silent, feeling the intensity of her anger.
“I hate when I go to talk about this with my parents, and they say everything is in God’s plan. God’s plans? What kind of merciless God kills a seven-year-old boy—and in the worst possible way? Huh?”
The friends had no answers to her questions. Instead, they stared at her, seeing the pain and anger behind her words.
And then Miriam challenged, screaming in the silence of the car, “And if He really exists, why doesn’t He come here then? Come here, God! Show yourself! Show your face if you have the courage!”
The friends looked at her with wide eyes, baffled by her audacity. But in that moment, all that mattered to Miriam was her anger, her pain, and their shock that followed her challenge.
But what that petulant girl had no idea of was that the worst was yet to come.
The dark road unfolded ahead like an endless abyss. The young people’s small talk and innocuous laughter had ceased at the girl’s cry of defiance to God.
And then, without warning, out of nowhere, it happened. Intense light burst into the darkness, so blinding that the girl had to close her eyes for a moment. The sharp screeching sound of a horn flooded her ears, followed by the metallic screech of tires tearing up asphalt. Miriam’s heart leapt, her instincts screamed, and on a wild impulse, she threw the steering wheel to the side, trying to avoid the imminent collision.
But the force of the maneuver was too abrupt. The car lost control, zigzagged for a moment, and finally left the road, spinning and overturning in a violent and terrifying sequence.
For a moment, everything seemed to move in slow motion. The cries of her friends echoed in her ears, their voices distorted into a sharp and agonizing lament. The wide eyes of horror and shock stamped on their faces were the last thing Miriam saw before the car turned into a twisted metal heap. The sound of shattering glass mingled with the deafening sound of metal being ripped apart.
Amidst the chaos, the girl managed to take one last look in the rearview mirror, and that’s when her heart froze. She saw an inexplicable, sparkling light in the back—a light that seemed alive, pulsating in a frenetic rhythm, shining with a supernatural splendor.
Was it just the effect of panic? Were her eyes playing tricks on her?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the terrifying sight of her friends being thrown out of the vehicle amidst a hail of debris. The car took one last flip before stopping, finally laying on its side like an empty and damaged shell.
Everything went quiet. The darkness stretched out again, engulfing the crash scene.
In the terrifying silence that followed, Miriam felt the darkness closing in on her, and the sounds fading as consciousness slipped away.
And then everything went out.
The girl, now frail and bedridden, slowly opened her eyes. The dim light of the hospital room seemed blinding, and every fiber in her body ached. Around her, Adrien and Dulcie were in tears, clinging to the faith and hope that had always guided them. When they saw their daughter wake up, they ran close to her.
“Honey, oh my God, thank you so much, Lord!” the mother thanked, her eyes wet with tears.
Miriam was confused, and her memories were blurred. She didn’t understand what was going on. The look of pain in her parents was something she couldn’t decipher. Vaguely remembering the car crash, her friends, and the bright light of the truck, her weak voice asked, “Where are the others?”
Their eyes became heavy, and their hearts tightened with the question. Then, with much effort, they explained what had happened. A cargo truck had a tire blow out, causing a terrible accident. Their car overturned, and everyone was seriously injured. Miriam had been in a coma for over a week. Some of her friends were also in a coma; others were already awake but with serious injuries.
“Peter lost a leg, Amanda is waiting for an urgent liver transplant, and Renan… Well, Renan is on the verge of death,” said the father with a trembling voice.
The news of the tragedy made the girl cry bitterly. Guilt and pain consumed her, and remorse washed over her.
“But we are praying for them, honey. Everything will be fine. God is good and will bless them, I’m sure,” the mother tried to console her daughter, while the husband added something that caught the young woman’s attention.
“But you know what was most curious? The trunk—it was intact.”
Miriam’s eyes widened at the revelation.
“The box of eggs we were going to take to your grandma was intact. It didn’t break a single egg. It seems impossible, but it’s true.”
A twinge of reality shot through the girl’s chest. Her mind was flooded with memories of the accident, of the bright light that seemed to come from outside, just as if it came from the trunk.
“Could it be God?” she thought. “I… I told Him to go in the trunk.”
In that moment, the sarcastic words she had uttered that night hit her hard. The regret that she had defied God, that she had been so stupid, that she had been cruel to her parents, and that she had blamed Him for taking her little brother slammed into her heart like a rock crushing a single stick. The girl began to cry.
With her weak voice, she murmured, “Forgive me, God. Forgive me.”
Her parents embraced her, comforting her.
“Oh, my love, our God is wonderful. He always forgives when we repent. There’s nothing you can do that will make Him love you less.”
And in the midst of despair and sadness, Miriam found a small thread of hope—a possibility of redemption in the face of a God she thought didn’t exist but who perhaps was there all along.
Then, the months passed. During all that time, the girl made a point of praying for all her wounded friends. With her eyes closed and her heart open, she pleaded for mercy and healing to a God she now deeply believed in.
And so, the miracle began to unfold. The recovery of the young friends became a sign of hope for the whole city. The story of the accident and the mysterious case of intact eggs in the trunk spread throughout the city. Some began to call it “the miracle of the trunk,” and faith in the city grew.
Meanwhile, Miriam, after a long recovery, finally received discharge. When she left the hospital, she was no longer the rebellious, mocking girl she once was. Now, she was someone who had experienced pain and suffering, but also hope and redemption. Someone who had challenged God, but now found comfort in His presence.
That night, back at her house, she knelt beside the bed and closed her eyes. She thanked Him for her life, for her friends, for her parents, and even for the ordeal that had brought her to this point of transformation. She promised, in a sincere prayer, to use this second chance to improve, to love and respect others, and above all, to believe.
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A Girl Rushed Out Of McDonald’s Bathroom Crying, Then Her Mom Saw Something Wrong On Her Legs
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The restaurant was packed with hungry customers busy eating at their tables when the customers’ attention shifted to a four-year-old girl named Kayla running towards her mom. Kayla’s face was filled with tears, and she was hysterically crying when she reached her mom’s arm. While Kayla’s mom, Nicole, was comforting her daughter, she asked her daughter what was wrong. Kayla was still crying and couldn’t speak; she continued sobbing like she was in deep pain. That was when Nicole started scanning her daughter’s body and saw what was wrong.
There was something on Kayla’s leg. Hello, wonderful people! I’m Jamie Buck from Wonderbot, and here is a story about a girl who rushed out of a McDonald’s bathroom crying. Then her mom saw something wrong on her legs. Before we begin, make sure you smash the like button, subscribe to our channel, and click the notification bell for more amazing videos…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>
It was during New Year’s Day when Nicole and her daughter Kayla decided to spend their day at the park and buy some food at McDonald’s. It was Kayla’s favorite fast food. The two were so excited to spend time together and bond at the park. While Nicole was closing their front door, she turned to Kayla and asked her if she was ready to have fun. Kayla nodded her head with excitement, having no idea what was about to come to them.
When Nicole and Kayla arrived at the park, the piercing sun was shimmering down on them. It was a perfect bright day to spend at the park. Kayla immediately ran towards the roundabout and asked her mom to spin her. You could hear Kayla’s giggle throughout the playground while her mom was spinning her. Nicole’s phone started ringing, and she turned around to answer the call while Kayla got off the roundabout to go to the slides.
While Nicole was busy talking on her phone, she suddenly heard a scream. Nicole quickly ended her call when she realized it was Kayla. The moment Nicole got off the phone, she turned around to find Kayla had fallen from the slide and scratched her head. She was so worried about what had happened and continued comforting her daughter while she was sobbing. After a while, when Kayla had finally calmed down, she asked her mom if she could get food already.
Nicole immediately stood up and told her daughter, “Yes, of course, dear.” The two left the park and drove off to the nearest McDonald’s, which was about 10 minutes away from where they were. Little did Nicole know that it would have been better if they just ate somewhere else. When Nicole and Kayla arrived at McDonald’s and walked into the restaurant, they noticed that the place was filled with people. Nicole’s attention was caught by a group of teenagers that were seated in the corner of the restaurant.
The group was listening to music while sipping on their soda. Two of the teenagers suddenly turned their look at Nicole and her daughter and sniggered. What could those two be thinking? It was mentioned earlier the restaurant was packed, so it’s no surprise that the line was long too. After what seemed like forever standing in line, it was finally Nicole’s turn to order.
While she was ordering their food, she asked Kayla to sit at the table in the corner and wait there while she was ordering food. Kayla politely followed her mom’s instructions and sat at the table while watching a video on YouTube on her mom’s phone. But then suddenly, a scream was heard throughout the restaurant. A scream came from the teenager that was sitting in the corner of the restaurant. The group started a fight and were yelling at each other.
Nicole immediately walked over to Kayla and comforted her, trying to drive her attention away from the battle by making her watch YouTube videos. Staff from the restaurant quickly went to the group to break up the fight and kick them out of the place. While the group was kicked out, two teenage girls from the circle were still sitting at the table. It was finally time to eat. The smell of burgers and fries lingered in the air as Nicole and Kayla started digging into their well-deserved lunch.
Kayla was eating a Happy Meal while Nicole was eating her chicken burger and some fries. In the middle of their mealtime, Kayla suddenly looked at her mom with a stern but innocent look. “Mommy, I need to use the toilet,” Kayla whispered as she finished the last bite of her cheeseburger. Kayla wiped her hands and got up to go to the toilet. When she walked over, she noticed the lock was shut.
There must be someone in there, she thought. She looked back at her mom, who smiled at her. Suddenly, she heard something. It was coming from inside the toilet. Giggles and laughs could be heard while Kayla was patiently waiting outside the toilet. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>
After a couple of minutes remaining, the door opened, and the two teenage girls from earlier went out of the bathroom together with a smirk on their faces. Nicole was intimidated by the girls as she watched them walk past Kayla. Nicole then signaled her daughter to enter the toilet and assured Kayla that she’ll stay outside and wait for her. While Nicole was patiently waiting for Kayla at her table, she heard a scream coming from the toilet. “Mom!
Kayla screamed while running out of the bathroom with tears streaming down her face. Nicole immediately stood up from her seat, not minding her bag that fell onto the floor. As a mother, one thing that you never want to hear is the sound of your kid screaming. Kayla ran into her mom’s arms, sobbing. In the toilet, she says, Nicole immediately went to the toilet to check what was wrong.
She scanned the whole room and thought there was nothing wrong there, so she continued studying to see what could be the reason behind her daughter’s outburst. She saw that there were a few toilet paper rolls rolled out on the floor, and the faucet was dripping. Nicole checked the toilet seat, and that is when she figured the reason for her child’s outburst. When she went to the toilet seat, she noticed that it looked like the chair was covered with a white sticky substance. But as Nicole got closer to inspect, she realized that it was glue.
The toilet seat was smothered with super glue. She then realized that someone did this on purpose. Nicole stormed out of the toilet while her heart was pounding and yelled to call the manager and all employees in the restaurant. Nicole went over to her daughter, who was still crying and yelling in pain. She checked on Kayla to see what was wrong and saw that her daughter’s skin was peeled off at the back of her legs.
While Kayla was still crying in her mother’s arms, Kayla was terrified of what happened, and her mother was furious. Nicole yelled out for help in the crowd while stopping her tears from falling out of her eyes. Joanna, the assistant manager at McDonald’s, thought that she had seen it all, from small fights over a Big Mac to a drunk customer and misbehaving teens. She was trained and was already used to handling heated situations. She knew what to do to solve problems, but in her 15 years in the industry, it was the first time to see and experience something like this.
She had never seen anything like this. The moment Nicole asked for help, Joanna and her co-employees all gathered around Kayla and provided medical assistance. The staff helped in cleaning the wound and bandaging her up while Kayla was crying in her mom’s chest. After that, Nicole decided to go to the nearest hospital, so she called a family member to come and get them. But the assistance that was given to them was not enough for Nicole.
She knew that there was something that she needed to do. Nicole took the matter to her social media account and shared on her personal Facebook what happened, hoping that this would bring the pranksters to justice. On her post, Nicole wrote, “To the two young blonde girls that thought it would be hilarious to put super glue on the disabled and baby changing toilet in McDonald’s, I just want you to know that I still have to console my four-year-old daughter who was unfortunate enough to use the toilet after your little prank. She is hoping that the two teenage girls who played the prank on her daughter would be found and punished. Kayla is just an innocent little girl and does not deserve all of this.
After some investigations, the two teenage girls were finally found and were interviewed by the police officers. The two girls immediately admitted what they did and sincerely apologized to Nicole and Kayla. The two girls said they were regretting what they did and that it was a prank gone wrong. But was the apology enough for Nicole and daughter Kayla? Imagine Kayla, a four-year-old who would have to live her life with this terrible memory marked in her mind.
After hearing that the police had taken appropriate action against the two teenage girls, Nicole felt relieved. It’s been weeks since the incident happened, and the things that happened that day are still fresh in her mind. She watches as her daughter peacefully plays with her dolls. Some justice finally, she thought to herself. She takes a sip of her cup of coffee before smiling to herself and watching her brave daughter playing.
Such a story right? This story just proves to show that pranks can be a fun way to trick your friends, but it can result in a bad scenario. Hopefully, Nicole and Kayla’s experience will remind those people who love doing pranks and tricks on their friends to think twice about the people they would upset all for the sake of a laugh. So next time you want to play a prank on someone, make sure to think about it first and that no one will get hurt.
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The bus driver picked up the children early in the morning as usual, and the parents found out they were not at school
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Black ice (a thin layer of new ice on a road) is dangerous. If you have ever tried to walk or ride it then you know.
This is why the parents of Shelby County were not surprised when they were informed that school would start late because they had to wait for the ice on the road to melt.
Unfortunately, bus driver Wayne Price did not receive the message on time. He had already collected all the children, and knew that returning them to their homes
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Instead of parking the bus and letting the kids play on the smartphone for two hours, he knew he needed to do something to keep them busy.
His actions may not have been according to the book, but they also did not surprise elementary school principals in Montevallo, Alabama.
Understand, they know Wayne. They know he is capable of doing such a ‘trick’.
But the children did not know what to expect. When they stopped at a local McDonald’s branch they must have wondered if Wayne had lost it. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>
Turns out he just wanted to buy all the kids breakfast, and paid for everyone’s breakfast instead of the breakfast they were supposed to eat at school.
To put things in perspective, there were between 40 and 50 kids on Wayne’s bus, so you can imagine how much the bill came out. School principals responded to the
gesture on Facebook and wrote: “Mr. Price, one of our bus drivers, really demonstrated the holiday spirit! On Tuesday, when school started late because of ice on the
road and we could not serve breakfast, he bought breakfast at McDonalds for all the kids who were on the bus! What a wonderful gesture that the students will
remember forever!”
After hearing every good deed of the bus driver, people from all over the world flooded Wayne with messages of support and encouragement.
What a beautiful thing to do, and what a wonderful way to do above and beyond for kids who he so obviously care about!
If you think Wayne Price’s deed is commendable, share the article with your friends and family!
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Woman turned a 110-year-old tree into a free library for neighbors
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Books. In a world where technology is everything and media is accessible at the touch of a finger, it is important to remember the vital role of books in our lives.
Personally, it scares me to think of a world without books. Of course, you can read stories online and in digital services, but there is nothing like the feeling of paper in your hands when you dive into another world.
Fortunately, there are those who are determined to ensure that the books remain alive. An organization called the Little Free Library has set itself the goal of maintaining a burning passion for future generations. They say their goal is: “to inspire reading, build communities, and ignite creativity by exchanging neighborhood books all over the world…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>
How do they do it? Well, small libraries are popping up in various places around the world, and so far 75,000 libraries have been opened in 88 countries!
And here is where it’s getting cool. One family in Idaho, decided to take it one step further when planning a small and special library.
It all started when Sharalee Howard, a librarian and former bookbinder, decided that a 110-year-old tree trunk near her home would be perfect for a ‘little tree library’.
A magical tree
The trunk of the poplar tree was completely hollow which gave it a magical roof, and it was built in such a way that it resembled something from the Harry Potter films.
I don’t know about you, but this tree is one of the warmest and most pleasant libraries I have ever seen. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>
She wrote on Facebook: “Well, this project is not finished yet.. but I just have to share it with you. We had to take out a 110 year old tree trunk, so I decided to turn it into a small library (which I always wanted). Here it is
(with less cleaning, vegetation and pruning..)”.
This library looks amazing, doesn’t it?
Keeping books alive is something that must be done. With libraries like these, we can continue to inspire future generations to take a book and get lost within the stories we all know and love.
Would you like to read a book within this library? If so, share the article with your friends and family!
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