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Added: Feb 08
Poster: ib4real

Diary Of A Sickle Cell Patient. Life, Relationship & S
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Don’t get me wrong. I believe in God, miracles, healing and faith but I make exceptions to claims that give false hope. I’m 32, I’m a hero of the struggle. A result of faith. I la!d on my bed checking time by the minute. Mobile phones wasn’t everywhere back then, I bought my 1st mtn line for 15k just to let u know the time it was. I couldn’t call Kenny cos she didn’t have one, so I relied on “faith” that she’ll show up. Meanwhile, I cleaned up my room, arranged my ICAN tutorial books, part of my mind praying to pass all papers @ once, part of my mind praying for Kenny to show up. I la!d on the bed and fell asleep listening to Barry White. Ring ring Ring…the sound of the doorbell woke up me @ exactly 12:30pm. I gruggily got up and went to the living room door and their was Kenny standing all dressed up in some pale red long gown….

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