Seven.
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My take on the highly used red string of fate concept.
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I can see the red strings of fate connecting people to their destined one. As a child I always wondered what these red strings were. I didn't know anything about this whole red string of fate deal so as a child I carefully tried to walk over the red strings thinking if I didn't I'd trip over them and break them or something. Can you imagine it? Me as a child, tiptoeing, lifting my feet up strangely all over the place over these red strings that I only saw? Many times my parents would look at me like I was the strangest child ever. I told them if I didn't I would trip over all the red strings, they told me they didn't see any red strings and that was when I figured I was the only who could see them. As I grew up I just walked through them because nothing happened when I did, I didn't fall over, the string didn't break, I didn't get tangled up in all of the mess. It's a strange sight to see, red strings all around, tangled, curvy, straight, wavy, short, long, thick, thin, they were just all over the place. I helped one person get to their destined one and the next day I became some sort of love guru, everyday, someone would ask me for love advice, who they should ask out and whatever else these crazy people want to ask. I would help but I had no say in whether
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