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It feels like I am under water and I can barely breath. I am slowing drowning, but people around me look just fine. I cry for help but more water enters my heavy lungs. People stare at me in disbelieve, do they think I am joking? Another wave comes and the panic grows bigger. My arms are getting weaker and I can feel my body sinking... I have nothing left, but hope, so I pray, pray for a God that minutes ago I didn't believe in. I give all that I have remaining. I cry my heart out for Him, only a miracle would save me... I thought that was it, I would drown and nobody would even notice. I take a glance around me and I was closer to shore. I could hear people shouting and having fun. I was swimming... My weak arms had gain strength, they were moving, one by one. The Lord gave me the power to choose weather I would save myself or not...
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
Under Water
It feels like I am under water and I can barely breath. I am slowing drowning, but people around me look just fine. I cry for help but more water enters my heavy lungs. People stare at me in disbelieve, do they think I am joking? Another wave comes and the panic grows bigger. My arms are getting weaker and I can feel my body sinking... I have nothing left, but hope, so I pray, pray for a God that minutes ago I didn't believe in. I give all that I have remaining. I cry my heart out for Him, only a miracle would save me... I thought that was it, I would drown and nobody would even notice. I take a glance around me and I was closer to shore. I could hear people shouting and having fun. I was swimming... My weak arms had gain strength, they were moving, one by one. The Lord gave me the power to choose weather I would save myself or not...
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
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