Friday, November 03, 2006
Heros of my life
He fell from great heights, landed on the pavement. His body lifeless, only the faint breathings could be heard. He laid there for what seemed like eternity. While he thought he wasn't going to make it, he could almost feel himself right outside the gates of death. He thought it was over, everything was over, he had lost. While he began to allow himself to drift away slowly, an angel appeared.
In his confusion, he could not comprehend what was going on, he just stayed still and forced to keep his eyes wide open. The strong arms picked him up, he did not resist, it was comfortable. He allowed himself to fall into a deep sleep. In his dreams, he could see happiness, joy and the many things in the world he never realised. He never knew these things were true, he never believed in them but he could taste the sweetness of it. He was afraid to wake up, he never wanted what he was experiencing to end but still life was harsh on him.
He woke up, not knowing what to expect, but he saw sunlight, the warmth was the same
as those he experienced in the angel's arms. He saw hope, he gained his strength, he was revived. He vowed to never lose his strength from that day onwards. My friends are like the angels in this story, picking me up after each fall, giving me that extra power to carry on. To all of you who has helped me in one way or another, I say a big THANK YOU!!
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