The sun had nearly vanished beyond the crumbling rooftops of Detroit’s projects, casting a cold copper hue across the sky. Marcus sat silently on the front steps of his building, a wrench in hand, his grease-stained overalls soaked from a late drizzle. At just 23 years old, Marcus carried more weight than most men twice his age.

His mother had died when he was 10. His younger sister was lost to the foster care system. His father, once proud and strong, had disappeared into the streets and never returned. All that remained was the burden of poverty and the constant pressure to survive. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Marcus worked long shifts at a rundown auto garage owned by a grumpy old man who paid him in cash and expired snacks. He’d once tried to finish community college, but bills, street pressure, and hunger crushed that dream quickly. His days bled into nights and his nights into silence. Hope was a rare visitor…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

In 2011, a heartbreaking tragedy took place in Utah that left a community devastated and serves as a chilling reminder of how quickly life can change.

Three teenage girlsEssa Ricker, Kelsea Webster, and Kelsea’s younger sister, Savannah were spending time near train tracks, something they reportedly loved to do. The teens were known to be fans of trains and had gone to a railroad crossing in Covered Bridge Canyon to take photos and enjoy the passing trains.

As they stood near the tracks, the girls waved at a train coming in one direction, likely feeling excited and carefree in the moment. What they didn’t realize, though, was that another train a large freight train was coming from the opposite direction on a second track. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

The two trains were only about three to four feet apart, leaving very little space in between. The girls were directly in that narrow gap…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>