It was the night of my piano recital and I was getting ready

It was the night of my piano recital and I was getting ready. I had curlers in my hair, and my little cousin Emily came over and tried to touch the hot metal on the case of the curlers. I quickly pulled it away, and by accident my finger touched the metal. It hurt a lot.

I went upstairs and sat on my parents' bed with my mom, and I prayed. I knew God would not ever let me get hurt and I could not ever get hurt, because I'm God's perfect child.

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September 7, 1992
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