“Thanks for letting us know, Elijah.” Tito said. “I’m glad you’ve been calm about talking about this with us.”
I didn’t know how the rest felt. I figured some of them would throw the pamphlet away at some point, but I’m glad I got someone to listen.
This was a reality that I needed to hear. Had it have been even two years ago, I would’ve yelled at people while probably throwing some profanity to sound edgier.
Thanks, Uncle Wapasha.
I hope this info can help people start questioning things in this so-called Heaven in the Midwest.
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