One Small Prayer

When I was a kid I lived in a house with my parents and brothers and sister. You wouldn't really consider us a BIG happy family because we weren't. Our house was filled with constant fighting and hate. My parents worked all the time and when they weren't they were either passed out from drinking or out dealing. Yeah, people might say they worked hard to support us but they spent it on themselves. We began to steal from the grocery store for food and were times I wore the same clothes without them being washed. Kids started making fun of me and I had no friends besides my two brothers. There was no way anyone could have seperated the three of us. Well as this continued you could always find me in my closet crying and praying that one day God would send an angel to rescue me. It was about two years until my prayer was answered by a phone call. On the phone was the voice of my memaw inviting us to go to church. We surprisngly we were allowed to go because before my parents weren't letting us talk to any of our family. So we headed off to church and little did I know that, that would be the last time I would be at that house and seeing my parents. After that night I have lived with my grandparents and my parents flew off to Florida running from the law. It's crazy how a little prayer can change everything you just go to have faith.