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The day I was born, I knew that there was a God named Jesus Christ.
I have faith in him but not totally. I am prone to accidents. I go to church and pray as
usually do. It's as if that I was obliged to do those things.

One day, when I went to Mandaue Sports COmplex to have a retreat. The drivers were
racing, not thinking that the vehicle's were fully loaded. We didn't expect that we would crash
down. I felt that my hand was being swept like a trash. That incident, I felt nothing but I'm not
moving. All my classmate were going out, but still I'm just laying side down, concious but I felt, that
will be the last time I would see the beautiful earth that God had made. Luckily, a friend of mine saves me.
We expected that the car would explode like what happen on television, but it didn't.

We rushed to the nearest clinic of that place. Students are crying and shouting in pain. I only scream
when I saw my uppper breast have a pieace of broken glass which is near to my heart. I fainted when I saw my arm
bleading and its skin were torn away.

Suddenly, I thought about God. I was thankful that we the passenger are still alive. That moment, I already
knew that God and my guardian angel were there by my side ready to help me no matter what. Because of that, I have believed
in God, not just believing him, but believing him that he exists and with all my heart.

Starting that day, I always prayed to God not just by asking petition but thanking him for all he has given to me.