Scroll down to the first part of this story to understand what I'm talking about here.
Tiffany and I made several goals on our way to the temple, for example, our goal was to gain 50 waves back at us by the time we reached one of the high schools. Instead we received somewhere around 65, and by the time we reached the Temple we had to get 100 waves bake, and, instead, we received 151 waves. We were especially happy towards those who encouraged us.
THANKS TO ALL THOSE WHO HELPED!!!
Anyway you are all probably wondering the lesson I learned. So, earlier that morning, because I asked my Mom and Dad told me what I should and should not bring. One of the things my Mom and Dad had told me to bring were my hiking shoes, but instead I brought regular shoes. When we finally made it to the Temple, after two hours, I noticed a sharpish pain on my heal and it was wet. I lifted my foot out of my shoe and, you most likely already know what I saw, Voila there it was, a big blister, and to make things worse it was bleeding. I didn't even notice I had it till I stopped, and I am happy to say it doesn't hurt, and I don't even realize it's there.
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