《The 15th Story: Chariots Of Troubles》Chapter three: MIRACLE
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Donald's families and the nurse rushed to donald immediately he fell, and they quicky rushed him to a ward, his family's were worried running helter skelter confused about the ongoing evil happening to them. He couldn't breathe normally as if he had gotten cardiac arrest, the doctor came Immediately to attend to him, put oxygen on his mouth and conducted a cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR) on him but it was to no avail but he could still breathe and was supported by a oxygen machine.
The doctor was so worried about the fearful situation around, it look as if he was watching a real fear files cause all he could see was catastrophe and cataclysm around the family. The doctor had to deliver the news he had to them, he announced " well sir I'm so sorry about what's happening lately to you, well this no ordinary cause, it's pathetic and I'm here to announce the two news I have, one is a good and another eventually a bad one. The good one is your son donald is not dead yet but still breathing and the bad one is, he's...he's... In a.... Coma". Donald's dad In cold calm voice said to the doctor " That's not true, my son is in there waiting for me, let me go see him", he ran quickly towards the door where donald was admitted, his legs were shaky, he cried out loud "No..... What's happening to me", he met his son lying still helplessly on the bed with the oxygen on his mouth, he knelt down beside him sobbing sorrowfully, he was scared cause he doesn't know what will happen next, he prayed to God for a miracle as if he has seen one before but he had to remove the crown of unbelieve in his heart to make sure his prayers are answered. The rest of the family was at his back, they were all quenching in fear no one to console who but at least they still have their hands at their head to show their grief.
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Few minutes had passed after their sobbing they all left the room, all with empty stomach no foods would be enough to fill their belly for their pains alone is a food for the day. They all went out to have fresh thinking and pour out their tears away, Mr Silva was walking alone through the corridor when he saw a white caucasian girl on a white uniform, his eyes were wide opened for he thought that his prayers has been answered, he did saw the miracle he had prayed for, his smile had returned back to his face, he could hear the voice of the girl it was Mellifluous to the ears, he could hear her recite a deep meaning poem in low tone voice like a whisper, he could hear her say;
"Birds were chirping in sonorous sounds,
It was higher than the trumpets blown on jericho's,
His ears were blasting, his father's call will he reject?
The birds were singing songs of praises unto doom, taking his soul way,
Soul taker invited in a meal with the only last strength he had saved,
Cherubim were singing in gladness, with harps and solos,
Orchestral orchestrated at the soul of the unknown identity,
His soul was casted, like bread upon waters,
The trigger was shot, he had lost his senses,
He knew he longer had no messes,
For doom was his resting place".
Donald's father senses came back to him and he realized she was just a cleaner who was just resting after her work. He was scared about the poem for it referred to him in some ways, he was at the back of the girl as she keep reciting the poem all over again, he was there for about 15 minutes passed listening to her voice all over again as if she was a radio being repeated or manipulated. He was curious about the poem to know what it meant, he spoke in a deep voice to her he said "And who is the unknown identity", the pleasing and attractive white caucasian girl was shocked because she didn't notice someone was standing at her back.
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She looked at him smiling a little, she saw that his face was red and she was wondering what had happened. She said to him "ehmm...ehmm, well the unknown identity could be anyone you want who's about to die she said", she added that her grandfather who she stayed with taught her the poem but he's late so anytime she missed him she would always sing the poem he taught her. She had also explained her grandfather taught her the poem when he was about to die and she always carry the song in her heart making her grandfather the unknown identity.
So she asked donald's dad what happened that he's here in the hospital, donald father explained everything to her making her the first person he had told the pure truth, hearing the whole true story she said donald deserves the condition right, donald's dad quickly rebuked her for saying that, then she apologize but was still in for her word. Her time was up she told donald's father, she stood up to leave and donald's dad told her she's a good and nice person, she smiled again in comfort and left. She was a distance away when she heard the voice of donald's dad loudly, saying, " Hey, hey, what's your name" she looked back and smiled again and she said "LINDA" and smile while saying it and began her journey, donald's father nodded his head as a sign of "ok" to her. He kept on thinking and trying to get the words right in reciting the poem, he was happy for the girl beauty and voice has soothe his soul and he believed that she was sent from above he described her with the word "MIRACLE".
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