As far back as kindergarten, the other kids saw I was clumsy and got really distracted sometimes. They didn’t want to be friends, so God and I got extra close.One night in my room, when I was five years old, he even spoke to me. “Kyle,” he said, “this is God. You’re going to have a baby sister.” Sure enough, a few days later, Mom found out she was pregnant.My new sister, Libby, never shied away from me or laughed when I fell down. I wished the other kids could see me the way she did. God, I wondered, what makes me different?
I was about to start first grade when my doctor discovered I had a massive brain tumor. Mom did her best to help me understand my condition. “You are going to need an operation, Kyle,” she said.
“Will I die?”
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