I was about 12 1/2 at this time. I was in the era of causing trouble and running from the cops. I tackled a cop and I ran away, but I tackled him cause I was running from someone else named Dawson. I didn't see the cop at the time. Him and Dawson chased me and I started climbing but they both followed me. I ran on top of a few roofs and decided to test my limits as I ran. The furthest I could jump was 8 feet. After running for about 15 minutes I looked back and Dawson had dropped out and the cop was still after me, there was a glass roof with concrete around it in the center of the roof, I tripped on the concrete and busted the glass with my face and fell what felt like a mile, but it was only 20 feet. I broke a leg, an arm, and 3 ribs. He cop called for an ambulance and I faded out then woke up again in the ambulance for about 3-4 minutes and faded out again and didn't wake till I was in the bed with a few casts. They showed me the X-RAY and that said I had glass through my throat and that if the cop didn't call when he did I would've stayed dead. They also said it was gods work I made it through the fall. There was apparently sharp objects right above me that I almost hit. I was dead for 13 minutes.

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NonfiksiThis is my story about many times I have died and had to keep going. I will not give up.