I took this picture because I spent a lot of time on this bed when I was sick. It used to be my mother's bed, but when I got sick, she let me have it.

When I was sick, I used to wake up at 10am every day and go back to bed at 2pm. I was too weak to stay awake. My school friends and some relatives came to visit me now and then.

When I was lying in this bed, I thought about my life and wondered, "Will I ever get better?"

Most of that time, I stayed with my grandmother. She told me to pray, and that gave me hope and strength.