'Please, if there's a God out there, I really need you', Mia thought in her head. No response. 'I knew it'. Then she felt a soft touch of a hand on her shoulder, and a voice whisper to her 'I am her, I love you, and I will get you through this, keep holding on my child.' Mia knew right then that God was with her. She knew that her heart could heal.
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RandomHi my name is Mia My eyes are swollen I cannot see I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me
