I started believing in God when I was 6years old. Because that's where I started getting things well. Inspite of my mom and dad being away from each other I knew that their bond was still there. I began going to school till I finished my elementary school I was about 13years. So it was kinda quick but you know, life goes on very fast. So I started my next level, the ordinary level where everything started making sense. My grades, my life, my friends and dot. I didn't like science but when I was a kid I used to want to be a doctor. But when things got tough, I didn't want that anymore. So I thought I would follow my dreams. Then I wanted to be an author, A BIG ONE, but I still had to study. So starting with my grades they got worse and I had to change my studies from science to arts subjects. When my mom heard these news it was very late for me to go back in those classes. She didn't care and she told me that u have to study science. I was doomed. I started asking myself what got into my mom because she didn't understand anything I said to her. So there I was going back to my science subjects after leaving them for 3good months. It was hard to catch up because they had done a lot.
I tried but it was still hard and maybe because I had no love with it anymore. Summer holiday, a report came home saying that I shouldn't go back to school because my grades weren't nice. Looking for a new school was damn, so hard that I thought of killing myself. Like why should I study anymore, I don't even have the right to live, I felt like I was hurting my mom so bad and I didn't want her to feel that way. So that morning mom got a call from one of the best schools here in town, but I had to do an interview to get to that school. Here we go again with the science subjects. I FAILED. I couldn't believe it I cried out loud thinking of how much trouble I'm causing so there I got a solution. TO KILL MY SELF.
It wasn't easy taking down 7pills with a club soda(I'm not teaching you how to kill yourself) if it wasn't for that holy spirit that came through my brother and told me "LIFE ISN'T ABOUT PASSING ALL YOUR INTERVIEWS AND THERE IS NO SUCCESS WITHOUT FAILING. YOU HAVE TO PASS THROUGH THE HARD STUFF TO GET YOUR WINNING. HAVE FAITH AND BELIEVE THAT OUR MIRACLE WORKING GOD WILL DO THE REST". So then I gave my self time to think and exactly what to do. Since me and mom wasn't working I kept a distance so that we couldn't strike each other. There I was having my other two interviews and guess what? I GOT THEM ALL. So God gave me a chance to live and a chance to pick up the two schools that I wanted. Then I new that EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON AND GOD IS BEHIND EVERY REASON.
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