Since it's gonna be my birthday next month, I thought it'd be time to tell you all a story for you. The story of when I was born.
It all started in 1997. A young woman was pregnant, ready to be a mother. The baby inside her was about to be born, but on September 11th, midnight, this woman made a call. She said to the hospital that she couldn't feel the baby moving. The people at the hospital thought it was just her, but she said it was time her baby got out and fast. When the woman got to the hospital, she was given a seditive so she wouldn't feel a thing. The doctors cut a hole in her belly and pulled the baby out. That baby...was me.
The reason I had to get out was the imbelicule cord was pressed again me and as a result, parts of me stopped working and I got a stroke when they pulled me out. That was only the beginning, the doctors took X-rays of me and made a shocking discovery; I was born with a literal hole in my heart.
When my grandmother told my grandfather about it when he was on a plane, he was constantly praying the whole trip, hoping his grandson will be okay. When the plane landed, he called my grandmother, then she told him I was okay, there was no longer a hole in my heart.
Years have passed, I have grown and then my grandfather told me the whole story. He said that when my heart was healed, God himself came down and gave me his magic touch.
That story is one hundred percent true. I am so glad I'm on this site and so glad I made friends with you all. Thank you for being my friends and being there for me.Mixedfan8643 cloudstriker15 DarkCatTheKhajjit Tails-2-Me mastergamer20 Ky-1