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Old 01-09-2007, 05:40 PM
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As a child, I remember the fear I felt knowing that they were going to make me one of THEM.

I use to pray to GOD and say, please GOD, please don't let THEM make me one of THEM.

Please, GOD, I don't want to be like one of THEM. Please GOD, please!

I referred to them as THEM. I referred to those who assisted me as the OTHERS.

It didn't matter to me what I said to them. It didn't matter to me whom I told about THEM. It didn't matter to me what punishment I endured for being disobiedient.

I could either "give up," surrender, or fight for the right to have a life of my choosing.

I chose the latter.

Am I what I envisioned I would be? I am that and so much more.

In Peace,
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