Not even five years ago, I was scared of my own shadow. My confidence was under the ground, and my social life was pretty much non-existent. I was bullied so badly in my first middle school, that I had to change schools. My bullies scared me into silence and destroyed whatever confidence and self-esteem I had. My teachers weren't great in that school either, and I ended up serving detention every single day because I was "too lazy to do my homework." 

 

I don't know why I'm alive. I should be dead. I've survived the impossible and come out of hard times with less than a scratch. I'm one of the healthiest people with Cystic Fibrosis in the world, even though I was hit pretty hard with trouble in my early childhood. I've defied the laws of everything, since God saved me when medicine couldn't, even if I doubted His obvious miracle the next day. I guess God knows when it'll sink it, which it usually does weeks or months or years later.

During the Salem witch trials, almost everyone was accused of doing witchcraft. Back then, witchcraft was an offence warranting death, and the only way one person might escape death when accused of witchcraft, was to pin the blame on someone else. Consider this conversation:

 At my age, most people with Cystic Fibrosis (CF) are in the hospital on the lung transplant list, and most new lungs aren't much better than the ones that are barely functional. At my age, most CFers are dead or dying, and everyday their condition worsens. Yet, I am one of the healthiest CFers in the world, and have escaped that common fate. I don't exactly know why I'm so healthy, but I think it's a mixture of things.

My parents hardly ever let me forget a pill or treatment. My parents never held me back from doing what I loved, which included going to a regular school with regular kids, exercising almost daily, and just being a kid the best way I could. Unlike a lot of parents, my parents never sheltered me from the world. They wanted me to gain an immunity and to be like any other kid. I just had some extra stuff to do at home to stay that healthy. My grandparents and mom prayed often, and later on, my mom looked into more alternative treatments and diets to keep me healthy and happy.