I wanted to tell her that I was ok. That everything was ok but I couldn’t. My voice didn’t work. Then I heard her…not her voice…she was speaking to me from inside. And I could reassure her. I told her this story, my story, so that she could tell it to you. On earth I was only a guinea pig…those who knew the real me knew I was and am so much more.
Dictated by Tommy and written by Kerry (his carer).
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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