There was once a boy who was lost in his house, not lost in the sense of not being able to find his way, but lost in the thought that everyone around him didn't care weather he had lived through the night or if he was there when they woke.
He would lay for hours at night praying that someone would come and save him from the fate he had been left he needed something to save him, from the doom that had befallen him and he lost all hope that anyone would come and save him.
he found him self standing at the edge of the roof looking down feeling that death was the only escape from the fate that had been handed to him when something gentle grabbed his hand and pulled him close and hugged him tight and a voice came from the person saying I have always cared for you and i listened to your prayers at night i loved you even when you had thought that no one thought you where there i will protect you from all harm i will show you a way out and i will lead you to the hope that will save you.
The boy looked up and there was nothing there he looked around and found that he was safe in his bed with warm feeling in his heart he had found someone and refused to give up tell he could find that person again it was the only hope he had and he would not give it up for anything he started sneaking out on Sundays to a local church to see if the person who help him was God he found salvation a month later.
On his way back from church one day a drunk driver was speeding past a red light and hit the boy the boy was thrown across the road was killed in an instant.
The boy awoke finding him self in the same arms of the one who had saved him on the roof he smiled and said"I knew I would find you".
