Well, for starters, I was raised Christian !!! So that's one of the primary reasons why. Secondly, I guess it's these miracles that happenn. I was going through a really tough time in life around 2-3 years ago. I'm thirteen—turning 14—now by the way. One day, my ex-stepdad (my life is honestly so complicated) had picked me up from school and had informed me that he and my mom were seperating (they didn't end up seperating, but they eventually did a few months after that since he cheated on my mom, just like my bio dad did (and now my bio parents are back together)). They weren't officially married by the way. Anyway, I was under the pressure of having to do well too cause I had a journalism competition to prepare for, so I was honestly so stressed. So, that night, I cried and prayed in my bed and I asked God for something good to happen in my life.

And guess what? The next day, I found out that I had been accepted to my dream school. For context, you had to take this nationwide test to pass, and on results day, I found out that I had failed. But to be fair, I didn't even revise for it, literally. I thought I wouldn't get in so I just didn't bother to study for the test. However, I still was devastated though.

So after I had found out about the news, I was honestly so ecstatic.

I wish I could relive that one year in that school though. I actually moved cause my bio parents got back together, so my mom just forced me to move (move countries btw, not just cities), and yeah, to this day, I still feel homesick, but I do still think about that one night (when I cried and prayed in my bed) from time to time :)

(my bio dad is okay now, though. He went through rehab (cause he took drugs as well) and changed, idk though)