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    “Vision in the Dark”
    “Vision in the Dark”
    “Vision in the Dark”
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    “Vision in the Dark”

    By Linda Jenkins

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    Michelle Hoffman was a woman with incredible strength and courage. Her endurance in the midst of a life threatening situation was equal to that of Corrie Ten Bloom when standing at deaths door. The title of this story explains how we can see a new beginning even in the darkest circumstances. My dream is for this message to reach women who are struggling in a negative lifestyle realize there is hope on the other side. All they have to do is reach out in faith .
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateApr 5, 2012
    ISBN9781468576528
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      “Vision in the Dark” - Linda Jenkins

      © 2012 by Linda Jenkins. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      Published by AuthorHouse 03/30/2012

      ISBN: 978-1-4685-7653-5 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4685-7652-8 (e)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2012905947

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      Contents

      Acknowledgement

      Chapter One The Emancipation

      Chapter Two Going Blind

      Chapter Three Walking Through Darkness

      Chapter Four Inside Myself

      Chapter Five Love At Last

      Chapter Six A New Beginning

      Chapter Seven Carl’s Escape

      Chapter Eight Working Together

      Chapter Nine My Miracle Cure

      Chapter Ten Carl’s Revenge

      Acknowledgement;

      I want to thank my heavenly father for giving me the strength and courage wisdom and knowledge to be able to use the gift of writing he blessed me with. And I would like to express my gratitude to all personal involved with this publication and their generous involvement with helping make this story reach the hearts of those readers who may have been afflicted with similar life circumstances. I hope all readers will believe as I did, that their truly rainbows after many storms.

      I would also like to thank my husband for the timeless hours he spent listening and building me up as I expressed a story from the heart. I also would like to thank my friend Debbie for her understanding and compassion to which helped make this story possible.

      I would like to thank my son for his unconditional love and support, as we both walked out of the darkness and into the light

      Chapter One

      The Emancipation

      • Traveling with my memories through the transparent door of time. I remembered an innocent young girl, whose mind was brainwashed by Satan’s disciple who kept her in a vicious cycle of violence.

      This angel of darkness was Carl Hoffman. He was artificially charming mysterious and deceiving. His aura would mystify you into believing his spiteful arrogance.

      His relentless persuasion stimulated the fear inside her that so often suppressed her soul.

      But I am about to fight back. I’m ready to be emancipated from his control, and reclaim the freedom to search the outside world for the true destiny that has yet to call my name.

      Let him not covet the path that lies in front of me, for I must lock him away in my mind behind his dark door of evil.

      Time is of the essence. I must hurry, for my plan of escape is upon me now. I must get dressed.

      The dark gray clouds gathering overhead informed me that the weather was about to change. I needed to dress appropriately. I put on the black pantsuit and burgundy sweater Michael had given me. I turned around to take a last look and headed out the door.

      I called Michael as soon as I got to the office to let him know that I was alright.

      I’ll be waiting for you down in the garage after work

      I’m proud of you it’s a big step your taking, remember, Dana and I are with you, he told me calmly.

      He has persevered with me through many battles, and never lost hope. I always relied on his positive outlook.

      It was after Michael went away to school that I met Dana. She was a real trouper. She wouldn’t let Carl interfere with our friendship. She saw him for what he was and hated him from the beginning. She took me under her wing and offered me a job at Wilcox publishing. Eventually my self esteem started to grow. She was my human body guard. We became her family, Michael and I. She helped Michael too land his job at the paper. She just stood back and waited for me to make the right choice to leave Carl.

      I couldn’t wait for the day to end. Time began to move swiftly, I better go down and check the car to see if I forgot anything.

      I walked to the car thinking of my future. Whispers of silence were creeping around me. My hands trembled with fear. I felt a blow to my head before I went down.

      I had no idea how long I was unconscious, but I knew I was in trouble. Everything in front of me was dark. I tried to touch my head but couldn’t move my hand. I screamed only to hear the echo’s of my voice. The longer I struggled the angrier I got. Finally I broke my hands away from their confinement. It was cold. The surface around me was hard and damp. Suddenly I noticed tiny rays of light shooting in all directions. I pulled myself closer. My sense of smell became a focus while my eyes were forced to rest in this dark tunnel. I smell dirt. I pushed on the surface above me. The soil oozed between my fingers. My God, I was buried alive!

      My tongue began to swell. I needed water. I started scratching around for something to hold on to. I could feel moisture underneath me. I couldn’t stop the tears when I began sucking out the water.

      My legs were numb and heavy so I knew my time was limited. I tried reaching down to rub them but the space around me was too small. I started to wiggle my toes hoping to keep some sort of circulation and movement going. I became weak and tired quickly. However I knew I had to stay awake and remained focused. Then I tried to open the tiny holes where the light burst through my finger. but realized that I would need something stronger to enlarge the opening. Again I began searching. This time for something that would help me dig my way out of here. Suddenly my hands touched a sharp hard object. I frantically started digging away at the small holes that penetrated my space. My fingers stiffened and the pain in my hands increased as I continued to hold on to the only thing that had meaning. With very little water my efforts were weakened. I heard what seemed like footsteps coming from above me. I started to scream but nothing happened. At last the surface above me started to open up. I could feel the warm sunlight pour through the hole and touch my face. I could not help but think that Carl had to be behind-all of this. The question of How came to mind. How could he have found out I was planning to leave him? We were all careful. The question haunted me like a never ending nightmare. Michael must be frantic, I thought. He and I were not only mother and son, but each other’s safety net from the violence that plagued our world. Again I

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