Day Two Faiza

Amazing Grace

“Wake up.” The words were almost whispered but in her mind, they came like a scream, merging into the dream. “I am the light!” “What do you mean I’m the light? That doesn’t even make sense!” “It’s something they say in the church, though, isn’t it? And everyone understands it there.” She opened her eyes. She was lying on a printed cotton cover, surrounded by wall hangings depicting various scenes, women with vases going to the river for water, a man with a staff…

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