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As a growing girl, I expirienced the worst things that can happen. First I was continually bullied and harrased by a girl in kindergarten. I was new to the place and didn't speak english. I had many teachers so by 1st grade I knew the language and how to read and write. The teachers noticed I had a gift. I could memorize anything in short time and my brain worked quickly. In 1st grade I had 2 twin girl bullies, well the whole class hated them. Almost at the middle of the year I had an accident, I crashed into a boy at recess. I got stitches on my forehead but the school welcomed me back with their arms open. After that the year went by quickly and it was soon 2nd grade. Another bully, this time Ashly. My best friend at that time was Nancy because Maya was in another class. Once we were having writing groups and everyone got into Ashly's group, when I tried to go with Nancy, she left me and said I was a bother, that I always picked her. That hurt, alot. I hanged out with Gerrit, my boy best friend and James, his best friend. Soon it was the end of the year and my parents decided to move to another county. I didn't care, I was just nervous. I got into the school near my house and everything was new. New friends, new teacher, new everything. I didn't have anyone to bother me, I had made a new bestfriend that would be my bestfriend all through elementary. We would hang out, that year I didn't get bullied at all. Fourth grade came quickly and I got a new bully. My best friends cousin, Keiry. She hated me for a reason I never found out. There was a new girl , jackie and she joined me and Kimberly. We were inseperable. Then jackie started dating a boy, isiah. She left him and then he got with me. He was the first boyfriend I ever had. Jackie didn't like it so all year I fought withjackie and Kimberly. Near the end I left Isiah because friends were worth more than a boy. She left that next year to another school in another city and me and kimberly moved on to 6th grade. In sixth grade, I made a new friend, Amanda. She became a best friend to me, with Kimberly. During that time the math teacher found out my gift and told my parents to send me to compete in universities. I was thrilled but what happened next ruined my chance. During winter break, the day before Christmas, Christmas eve 2010, me and my dad had a car accident. We were fine but what was coming would be worse. On New years eve, Early morning around 10 in the morning, I was cleaning so we could go out when my head started hurting alot. My dad gave me Tylenol and tols me to go rest. I couldn't my head was pounding. I called my dad and he'd said he told me to get ready, he'd take me to the hospital. I couldn't even get up. He had to carry me out to the car. He raced towards the hospital, at that time I couldn't even keep my eyes open. I just got a glipse of the trees bluring by and my dad talking but I didn't hear him. When we got there I just felt my dad slide me out of the car, then I blacked out. The rest he said I wasn't breathing as much and I was dieing. The doctors there raced to give me oxygen and bring me back to life but they told my dad it was useless. I was far gone by then. They told him I had just 15 minutes to get to the hospital. What had happened was that a vein in my head had broken and my brain was recieving blood. They gave me oxygen and quickly transfered me to Childrens Hospital in Dc. There I suffered a stroke and a few heart attacks. The doctor told my dad multiple times to reunite the family and get ready for my funeral. My dad kept saying no and that I was ok, I would survive evn though I was in a deep coma. The doctors had done me 6 surgeries in my head and put me a G-tube to eat. It was up to time to tell if I would ever awake, if I did I would be paralyzed and never move or talk ever again. I awoke a few months later and when I did I couldn't talk and was like a baby. The docters taught me to talk and move again. During that time my mom was pregnaet of my little brother, so it was super hard for her. I was eventually transfered to rehab near the hospital where I got therapy early in the morning till night fall. I was getting stronger so near the end of the school year, I went back home and started recieving home-school. I was then able to go to school for the 2 last weeks. Everyone was relieved to see me because I had just 5% to live and I had lived and could speak and move around. From there on I had a new life. No memory or just short visions of my life before. My memory would eventually start coming back and to this day it still is. God's hand has saved me from so many obstacles that the Devil has put in my way. And for that I am grateful I am alive, I am a walking miracle.
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Whoa. That is so amazing. All you've been through, and you're here to write about it. That is so amazing.
yea, thanks everyone that's told my story is left amazed XD
I totally am XD It's like impossible, yet here you are to tell the tale!!