Small Mircales

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Small Mircales
(that happened to Danny and me)

When my older brother was three days old he turned yellow and he was about to die. My mommy had to take him to the Hospital. All of the doctors had to crowd around him to have surgery. The surgery failed and didn't help. The doctor said he would most likely die. My mom was crying and praying. She heard Danny crying and screaming. He was just born.

His temperature was rising. He had all these tests. My mom felt sick when she heard Danny screaming. They said a piece of his kidney was missing, and he would most likely die.

When he was almost 2 years old a miricale happened. When my Mom took Danny to the Hospital that peace was on. We where praying and hoping he wouldn't die. He didn't! Nicole my oldest sister had tears of Joy!

Today Danny is 16. Somehow he never complains or cries if he gets injuries. And I'm happy I get to see him.

When I was born the doctors said I was the size to have a blood suger problem. And if it never got cured then I could die when I would get older because I would always be very sick. Blood suger means I didn't have enough suger.

My whole family prayed. When I was 1 day old they said I didn't have it anymore. My family was happy that it was gone! And so am I.

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Dad said:

That story sounds as scary as we felt. You did a good job writing it, and it made me want to write about it, too.

Nicole said:

Claire,

I am certainly glad both you and Danny are healthy, atheltic kids with good blood. You did a great job writing this story.

Love,
Your biggest sister,
Nicole

p.s. your writing skills are improving more and more all of the time. I'm impressed!

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