I know God heard me.

I know God heard my prayers because I started writing again. The enemy doesn’t like when I write so he makes me forget about all my favorite writing pieces.

I know God heard my prayers because I started dancing in my room again. The  enemy doesn’t like when I dance because I am free when I dance. I am not bound by the chains of his prison.

I know God heard my prayers because I’m slowly forgetting the nights of terror that I felt in that place.

I know God heard me.