I was an orphan raised on meals provided by the villagers.
As the old saying goes, never enter a temple alone, or evil spirits will cling to you.
Our village had a solitary temple. Behind its dilapidated door lay the grave of an old man.
One evening, on my way home from school, torrential rain began to pour from the sky. With no other choice, I took shelter in the abandoned temple for the night.
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