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Miracle
Have you ever prayed for a miracle or for something good to happen ? Well, there are lots of examples of things that you can pray for. Such as, good grades on test, get new sneakers, and get permission to go to a party. There are stronger and very important other things you can pray for. Such as, someone getting a surgery, someone dropping out of high school, and someone getting fired and not affording to pay any bills. Therefore, there are lots of diffrent things you can pray for.
I have been through a very hard time, that i had to pray a lot of a miracle to happen. It all started on Monday, November 5, 2012 at 2:00am. I was sleeping and my mother had woken me up to tell me she wanted a surgery. I had told her not to because i don’t like it. Then she told me she was going to do it, so i left her and let her be. Honestly, i wasn’t very happy with this decision just because i don’t like surgery’s unless it’s mandatory.
Well, here start’s my story. On Friday, December 7, 2012 at 2:00pm my stepfather was going to drop her off in the surgery place. I gave her a hug and prayed to god to help her and have the surgery turn out right. Then at 3:15 i came out of school and i got home at 4:56, we headed to the place as fast as possible. They called me and told me that we can pick her up now. So we was on the highway and the Gps was talking very loud, giving instructions. We get there and we have to wait for her to come out they tell us 45 more minutes. The lady comes out and say’s family waiting for Maria ? We stand up and approach her then she takes us in and gives us instructions about the pills and etc. We take her out to the car in a wheelchair then put her in the car and head off to the Bronx. My stepfather takes us to my sisters house and then we stay there and put her on the bed to lay down. At 10:00pm i give her, the pills so she can get better.
Next morning, she was saying Ashley so i can stand her up for her to walk. I help her stand up and head to the bathroom to take a shower to go to school. I give her the pills at 6:00am and watch her to sleep for a little bit then go to school. I head to Grand Concourse and walk down to Tremont to meet my friends there. I see them and say good morning and see the 36 bus coming down the hill. I take out my metrocard and go in, sit in the back and listen to music. By the way i’ve been thinking about my mom the whole day. I get to the bus as fast as i can, and get off the bus on Grand Concourse. I run to my sister’s house and open the door, i see my mom in the bed. I have a smile on my face because i love my mom and i was and still am praying that everything comes out right. Also, that she heals fast because i don’t want nothing bad to happen to her. So i go to my house to get some clothes for the next time and i go with my dad. I came back and ended up going to sleep.
Next morning she went to the place to get checked and everything was good. I got home from from school and she had told me the news. I gave her, her pills and then went to sleep. I woke up next morning and i was very tired i didn’t want to do anything. I went and took a shower and gave her a hug and left the house. I was thinking about her in school i was praying and she is perfectly fine now. I have cared for her
and gave her what she needed and so was my stepfather. Everyone should be very nice and grateful with their parents. Your parents bring you into this world.

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