God is My Judge
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God is My Judge
By Christianna Hellwig with 3 Comments
I can still remember that moment. The memory is indelibly stamped in my head. A girl of about thirteen walks into church, her head bowed, her eyes filled with tears. She takes her seat and stays there, not daring to get up and walk around. She keeps her faced cradled in her hands. After church, she hides,
