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Student: Miss Reasor do you know that little paper they give you that tells you your future? My mom's says that she will be blessed with two special boys. Pause. I haven't figured out why my brother is special but I know why I am--because I can read auras. Did you know that everyone has an aura? My mother doesn't know that I can read auras yet. I haven't told her. You see, I can read your aura. I know that you are nice.

Teacher: Well, that's nice.

Student 2: I know why she's nice. Because I know her religion. All of them are nice.


Student: That isn't necessarily true. There are a bunch in my ward who are sticklers.