Funny story #2
Here is a fun story about me and a silly superstition.
There is this strange, totally ridiculous superstition which I really really don't understand. For some reason people come to my house to get there back kicked by me. I asked my mom and she said it has something to do with the way I was born and if I kick them in their back then with some no logical explanation whatsoever their back pain will get healed. (I don't think it does)
These people come to my house to get themselves kicked and that too not once not twice but seven times. It has something to do with numbers too. They come at dawn, like at 6 am. That is important too for some reason. They turn to east and then I kick them. Again no reason for the direction thing too. The last kick has to be so hard that the person tips over. I mean logic has committed suicide at this point.
In my words, I would call it doing a crazy thing, for crazy people, early in the morning, for healing back pain, for some dumb, god knows what, I don't really care for reason at all.
I'm an introvert. I hate this back kicking thingy. I just hate it. I don't want to kick people. And for some reason these people are not shy at all, not even a little bit. They just come and just say like kick me.They look in pain. I can see that on their face. It shows that they just want to get rid of the pain and they are willing to do anything for it.
I don't believe in superstitions. None whatsoever. But I love hearing about crazy superstitions. Tomorrow's blog will be about that so don't miss out.
Thats all for now. Ciao;)
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