I grew up in a strict Protestant family, yeah I know there's things i should and shouldn't do . And to add it I'm physically impaired and I can't move without the help of other people and that too with wheelchair. There's a time when I've become mentally stressed and thought about committed suicide due to the stressed...but life is not all bad as I think because I've been blessed with many friends who truly cared for me which gives me a strength to live my life on and on.....but my weaken body won't permit .

I still remember the time of my death. My parents, siblings and friends all gathered around my bed which will soon become my death bed. And I died...