I have been confined to bed for quite some time now, I am no longer get around on my own. I can fell my body shutting down, I struggle to breath, I have shortness of breath, my breathing is very erratic.

There is a plastic hose attached to a clear mask on my face that is connected to the oxygen tank next to my bed that keeps me alive.

My life has come full circle since that tragic day when I was 11. Today here I lie, so close to death. You would think, that with everything that has happened in my life, I would be used to suffering by now, my life has never easy.

The day, of my tragedy was not the first time, I had experienced great pain and suffering, and this is not the first time, I have been close to death. I was born premature, I had many health problems, I almost died too many times to count.

I had plastic tubes and wires attached to almost every part of my body to try and keep me alive, just like now.

I have had to face many challenges and obstacles as you will soon see as I tell my story.

There have been many, many sad and painful moments in my life, but my life has not been all bad, there have also been many uplifting and inspiring moments, there have been touching moments, heartwarming moments, even in spite of all the pain and heartache.

So please keep in mind, that although my story is about all the agony and the sorrow that I suffered that day, it is also a story about hope, courage and all the good that came out of my tragedy.

Now if you are ready, let me take you on a journey and let me tell you how, what was suppose to be the perfect day, suddenly and abruptly turned into a horrible night-mare.

As I fight to hold back my bitter tears, let me tell you how, I ended up in a stranger's home kneeling beside a stranger's bad regretting the day I was ever born.

Hi my name is Bethany, I'm going to take you back to when I was 11 years old. These are the circumstances lead up to that fateful moment.