Testimony pt 4
The year quickly went by,I had turned ten years old,still fighting for my life,undergoing further surgeries.
My story continues on,while lying in a hospital bed stiff like in a deep state of incongruous,
Although I seemed lifeless to the world I still heard my grandmother's soft cries and felt her warm vibes.
As family approaches the hospital room in packs to pay their last respect for the last time,suddenly I felt a sensation of God's presence,
It was God's voice who saved my life. God took control it was like a fast working miracle that took full control of my body.
Just as my body had arised in a spilt second on time, everything started to come back to life right before my grandmother's eyes.
I finally opened my eyes unable to see much, I seen my grandmothers smile, I heard her joyful cry.
she kneeled and said God thank you,the first few days were critical for me.but I managed to fight you only live one life.
my story goes on thing started to progress for the best slowly but surely God was making a way.
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This poem /short story is about survival as I continue true story about my life