El Arbol de Muerte

I'm about to get into Pieter's car to go to the beach. I'm walking on the sidewalk, and I hear a crackling sound. Suddenly, a giant, like much taller than the length of our house giant, tree falls on me. I'm absolutely fine, and Pieter got into the car about a second before it hit, but that really freaked me out. The tree hit me, but I got out from under it. This happened approximately ten minutes ago. The thought that that tree could have been the last thing I'd ever see, the thought that I'd never talk to anyone again and the thought that I don't have a will really scares me. It's really hard to comprehend. And, I can say for certain, that this was a miracle. I looked at the tree again, and I saw that there was a very small chance that I would have survived. I got up, without a scratch. I don't know how I lived. But I do know that I have suddenly become a much more religious person.

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M