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Originally posted by daNNy LuV 1TYM
wen i wuz little mai parents used to hav veri violent fights...i remember bein round 5-6 and hudling wit mai lil sister crying and crying listening to our parents yell and scream and break things and slap and hurt each othr. there'd be broken things lying all over the place and blood on their shirts. this went on almost every weekend and mai sister and i were powerless to stop it. sumtymz mai uncle wud cum over to try to resolve things, but it never worked. he just got mad and he wud leave and the fighting wud continue.
well, we all started going to church and things became a lot better  we're a happi family now...but then mai dad wuz diagnosed wit hepatitis B and there wuz a period of time wen he wuz very, very weak and he cudn't do nething...it wuz so scary seeing my strong, handsome daddy whom i luved so much lying in bed sleeping all the time and waching him grow thinner and thinner. he finalli had to go to the hospital and he stayed there for a week. it wuz a very, very scary time for all of us....
wen i wuz 7 i broke mai arm. it wuz pretti scary for me (duh) but i had no idea how mai parents and family took it until a few yrs later and they were talkin bout how mai mom and granma stayed up all nite wen i wuz at the hospital and prayed and prayed. they were crying and were so scared...i wuzn't even that scared :huh:
hey..
thats like mai family...
we've changed a lot since we became christians too^^
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09-17-2002 02:11 AM
