Ann jumped into the train. She could squeeze herself partially through the door, and that alarmed her co-passenger. Was about to pull the chain, but instead she shouted, "I have a 9am crucial meeting. Let the train go on!"
She would always be coaxing herself to go on, strive for the best!
Until one day, her body collapsed on the road.
She was in the hospital, and while the doctors and the medicines helped recuperate her organic structure, she chose to meditate and chant while nourishing her soul that was bruised by her continuous vexations, and negative stimulus.
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about nurturing.
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