When I was a young girl I died from a very high fever.
I remember walking down a street with a man in a black suit. He told me it was not my time yet.
He took me to a room where a man in a long white robe sat on a white seat in a very white room. The man was very nice. He told it was not time yet that I still had a long life to live. He said that he loved me.
Then I came back with my mom trying to get in to are apartment. I could not move my fever was so high.
When she finally got in she put me in a bath to bring down my fever. It did not help! My mom asked my dad to call for an ambulance, which he did not want to. He finally went and called after arguing with her for a little while. When they got there They took my tempetaure it was 106.2 that was after the ice packs they put under my arms. They gave me childrens tylenol , it brought my fever down to 99 . We had to walk home from the hospital. I felt as thogh I was going to die again, I had no energy. When we finally got back to are apartment I was so tired I fell asleep.
Ever since then I try and be more careful about my health.
I have learned along the way that life has many little turns . Just when you think you are where you need to be something happens. I also learned I have no patience. I am not good at waiting for something to happen! But yet here I sit and wait!
For what I am unsure of.I stand at the treshhold of life trying to figure which path to take, if I take the wrong one my life could be worse. So which do I take hum the one on the left or the one on the right? Maybe I will figure it out before it is to late!
Life seems to have it's up's and downs! It just fills as though life will never get better! It fill like everytime I turn around something happens!
I do not understand why things always go wrong for me, maybe I am wrong to fill that way! I never felt loved as a child I never seemed to fit in.
I believed as a child that we where suppose to love everyone! That was how I was! My Dad was not ready to be a parent , he never tried to protect me!
Heck he never stood up for me. I guess people like that will never grow a back bone! My thing is if you are a parent and you do not protect your child who will. My grandparents believed in never spareing the rod when it came to me! My life was like a night mare as a child you know how most children are afraid of the boggieman I lived in the same house as him , every one called him my dad. I called him a monster! Well know I am not afraid anymore! There are things out there that would eat him for dinner!
My dreams are strange to me , I see myself standing in a graveyard over an open grave. Then people that are dead start crawling out of the ground trying to pull me in. A tall young man comes to my rescue. He puts me in a wheelbarrel and pushes me away from them. We slide down a hole and land at the feet of a large red dragon. The dragon is on a leash , a man stands behind the dragon. The dragon pays no atteion to me. It starts eating the dead people! That is it!
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