When she[the oldest daughter] was just a small baby, our family lived in a small duplex in Long Beach CA. Our duplex was the back apartment with the other apartment in front of us. The garage was in the very front part and that's where the washing machine was. That particular day, I had placed my small daughter in her crib for her morning nap, locked the door to our apartment and walked the few steps to do the laundry. I put the clothes in the washer and a friend from across the street walked over to the front of the garage and we were talking with the washer going in the back ground and small children playing by the adjoining houses. All of a sudden, I heard a baby crying. I stopped my conversation and asked my friend if she heard a baby crying and she looked as if something was wrong with me and said, "No,I don't hear anything" and went on talking. I excused myself and ran the few steps back to my apartment. I unlocked the door and there wasn't a sound, everything was quiet. I walked to my daughter's room and there she was wadded up in her blankets with the top blanket that had somehow had gotten wrapped around her little face and she was gasping for air. I know with out a doubt, in my mind, that GOD let me hear a baby crying which no one else could hear and that sound that only I heard saved my baby's life.
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