My life had been filled with bright
ideas. All the images of years gone by
were wheeling themselves through my
mind as I tried to figure out,
what next? I finished packing my
clothes for the trip home.
I noticed how worn out my suitcase
Beaten up with scuff marks all over it.
It's texture felt like thin,worn
leather. Even the hinges were a
bit rusted. Hmmm...This was the
mirrored image of me.
I was comparing myself to a peice of
worn out luggage? Yeah, that's was
me alright. Things are different now.
I left home at age twenty-one, gonna
make it big in Hollywood. I had some
high hopes of making it to
the top in a hurry. My parents were
totaly against it of course . My
mother and father raised me in a
Christian home and Hollywood was not
the kind of future they wanted for
their baby girl.
I left for Hollywood with nothing
but a dream and peice of luggage.I had
plans to find a job once I arrived. I
would work and pay my way through
acting school. What a exciting future.
I thought that I had what it took to
become famous. Good looks ,sense of
humor and pretty good smarts too.
With all these qualities ,how could I
Two days later,I arrived in Hollywood .
My destination at last. It was
everything I expected far as people and
places goes. I have to admit , I was
a little nervous. I didn't know anyone.
I waited for the traffic to slow so I
could cross the street. There was a
sign posted on a window that said, need
waitress right away. What luck , I
thought as I hurried on into the
little Italian resturant and
applied for the job. I was hired
After working for several months , I
had made some new friends. I even had a
boy friend. Things were going great. He
and I shared the same dream of making
it big in the movies. Although our
relationship was going rather well, I
realized that there was something that
my boyfriend was not telling me. I sensed it.
Unfortunately I found out the hard way.
There was a local blood drive and I
volunteered to give some blood. They
took my blood and said thank you. I
felt like I had done my good deed for the day.
Two days later,I received a letter in
the mail from the blood bank. It read ,
I am sorry to inform you,but we can not
accept your blood. Your blood tested
HIV positive. I remember going numb
with shock. I nearly passed out.
I knew where it came from . It had to
be him. He was the only one that I had
been with. I was frantic and did not
know what to do. I cried all night.
The next morning, I didn't feel like
going to work. Why should I have gone?
I was dying anyway. I was thinking
It was Sunday and there was this
little church down the street . I
entered in and sat on the backrow.
The preacher was talking about
forgiveness and how Jesus had died for
our sins. I had heard this all before,
but never took it seriously. I walked
up to the front when the preacher gave
an invitation for Salvation. I accepted
Jesus as my Lord and Savior that day.
I stayed on in Hollywood for another
couple of years .I had kept the news
from mother and dad.I was dreading it.
I managed until I became too sick.
Then I had to have someone to care for me.
I remeber calling home, mom I have some
good news and some bad news.
She was heart broken when I told here
about my having Aides, she was soon
filled with joy when I told her that I
was saved. She wanted me to come home.
So here I am ,packing my peice of warn
out luggage. I was like this peice of
luggage, I had been used just like
it had been. I may be dying,but now I
know where I will be going. This is my peace in all of this.
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