As a child, I did as my parents told me and followed in their faith. I went to Sunday school every week in second grade and completed my Communion. I continued to go to church for two more years and then I stopped. I got busy with school and friends and activities. As I turned 16 and my life filled with pain, misery and sorrow, I directed my attention to God again. I completed my Confirmation. Twenty years later, I realized that as a child I needed something or someone to believe in. As an adult, this no longer holds true.
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