This account was written by a very dear friend of mine.
To my eternal consternation and regret I was the one that invited she and her sister to the Dade City church, thereby inducing her in the cult.
There are so many decision and words I would take back if I had the chance.
Inviting her to attend the cult with me is the action I wish most desperately to take back.
Thankfully she is still my friend and has never made me feel guilty or responsible for introducing her into this life of horror.
I am proud to say she thrives, a fulfilled woman unshackled by her past.
God bless you, Friend.
I remember thinking where were all the kids , not realizing that "the church kids" I were my age, but were dressed and looked as if they were in there 20's and 30's.
The girls wore dresses and skirts that I had seen at the "old lady " departments in Dillard's and Bealls.
The boys were wearing dress coats and old style pants that I had seen on older men of their 50's.I couldn't even imagine conforming to wearing those clothes and styling my hair the way they did.
Well soon after we starting school, I was immersed into how kind I was treated and gifts started to get laid down at my feet. I was honored with "people person" and varies other awards. I couldn't help but think WOW they must really think I'm special and I just ate it up ! I began staying after school more and helping around the church property with the "church kids". Slowly I fell into a pit of FALSE LOVE.
To my eternal consternation and regret I was the one that invited she and her sister to the Dade City church, thereby inducing her in the cult.
There are so many decision and words I would take back if I had the chance.
Inviting her to attend the cult with me is the action I wish most desperately to take back.
Thankfully she is still my friend and has never made me feel guilty or responsible for introducing her into this life of horror.
I am proud to say she thrives, a fulfilled woman unshackled by her past.
God bless you, Friend.
My Sister and I entered "the Cult" life when I was 12 and she was 10 when our parents enrolled us into what seems a very innocent church/school.
Unbeknown to my parents this was a very big mistake. They were quite impressed by the warm greeting they received from the teacher and principal , even some of the church members greeted us with extreme courtesy.
I remember thinking where were all the kids , not realizing that "the church kids" I were my age, but were dressed and looked as if they were in there 20's and 30's.
The girls wore dresses and skirts that I had seen at the "old lady " departments in Dillard's and Bealls.
The boys were wearing dress coats and old style pants that I had seen on older men of their 50's.I couldn't even imagine conforming to wearing those clothes and styling my hair the way they did.
Well soon after we starting school, I was immersed into how kind I was treated and gifts started to get laid down at my feet. I was honored with "people person" and varies other awards. I couldn't help but think WOW they must really think I'm special and I just ate it up ! I began staying after school more and helping around the church property with the "church kids". Slowly I fell into a pit of FALSE LOVE.
