.....one of the paramedics opened one of her little doors. Finally, I see a little arm, a little hand, and the tiniest fingers I have ever seen in my life. My mother was right, she was beautiful. I wanted to tell her to fight, fight with everything she had, but nothing came out. I had no words at that moment. I could only stair at this little doll beside me. I reach in her little house and my finger touches her hand and she grabs it with all her might! I finally start to cry, letting out all the emotions I had been keeping inside. Because at that second I knew she heard my unspoken words and she felt all the love I had in my heart. I knew she was going to fight. She was going to fight for her life with every ounce of her soul.