5-25-10
I don't like my testimony. The things that have happened to me I don't want to have to relive them everytime I'm asked to share my testimony. This morning I was thinking about how my ears don't match, they're just not the same. Would I if I could do something so that they would? How about the tiny scar by my eye from when I was little and I had chicken pox? I scratched and scratched until I received a scar. I wouldn't. Those are my mismatched ears, those are my flaws who make me me. My testimony isn't something screenplay worthy and it hurts to share it but it's who I am and it has made me me.
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