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So, to start out my testimony, I was around 12 or 13 (exactly when, I can't remember) when I accepted Jesus as my Savior. I know, without a doubt, where I will be going when my time on Earth is through.

Please note: if stories of child abuse are triggers to you, do NOT keep reading.

Fast forward a few years. I was fifteen. It was a cold November Tuesday as I was getting ready for school. I had gotten into a fight with a friend the day before and I was going to walk a little over a mile to school so I didn't have to ride the bus and risk her starting a fight with me on the bus. Some family friends of ours were living with us at the time. My mom was working, one friend was working, one was sleeping after coming home from his night shift job. That left one person to get us out the door. For confidentiality purposes, I am calling this person R.

R had heard that I was planning on walking to school and said I was not allowed to do so. I asked if he could drive me because of the circumstances the day before and expressed my concerns about this girl starting fights on the bus. R said no, that I was to ride the bus.

All I said was, "I don't want to."

R began to throw me around the house. Literally. After throwing me against the kitchen counters, I took off towards the front door. R pinned me in a corner, locked the door, and proceeded to slap me in the head. He said he would stop if I got on the bus to school. After a few minutes of this, he asked if I would ride the bus. I said, "Yes if you will stop slapping me!" He stopped, asked me if it was really that hard to say, then turned to deal with my little sister L, who was trying to call my mom at work.

I took advantage of the situation and bolted out the door. R's daughter A grabbed me and held onto me, telling me she refused to let me go call the police on her dad. I shed my jacket and took off running.

While I managed to outrun R, he caught up toe when he got his mini van and forced me into it. He locked the door and took me home, saying he refused to let me out of the car until the school bus got there. I told him I hadn't eaten anything and my high school does not serve breakfast. He replied with how it was too bad for me that the school didn't provide breakfast. So I half lied and told him I needed to get my schoolwork, or I would get detention. He let me out, but followed me all over the house.

My memory is a little fuzzy as to what happened next. I was at the bus stop with this guy hanging over me. His daughter, A, said SOMETHING, but for the life of me I cannot remember what it was. I remember taking a step forward and my vision went black. When I was able to see again, I was on my hands and knees on the pavement. I stood up, dusted myself off, and R started pounding on my head with his fists, screaming, "If you want to beat up on A, I'll beat up on you and see how you like it!" I tried fighting R off. He weight twice my weight and it didn't seem to be bothering him. After I stopped trying to fight him off, I saw my life flash before my eyes.

I genuinely feared that I was going to die. I was going to die in my driveway and R was going to say I deserved it. I remember thinking, "God save me!"

Not even two seconds later, something told me to duck. And I did. And I ran and hid behind my baby brother.

After taunting me and telling me not to even BOTHER calling the police because no one would believe me, I told an adult. He was taken to jail not even an hour later.

I have had the cruel atheists try and disprove me, saying it was just instinct that took over. Two things with that: the timing was too perfect and my instinct told me to fight back.

To this day, I FIRMLY believe I am living today because of my faith.

Thank you for sharing!
Yep, the timing is too perfect to think it was just coincidence/luck.

Great story. Looks like 911 child has a female doppelganger. XP Lol. (Just kdding 911child, Love ya bro)

There have been many times in my life where the same voice has told me to do things that weren't quite so extreme, but wound up making a huge difference in my life. Use your testimony often because too often there winds up being ears that are passed up with-out being given any chance.