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The Secrets she Kept
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em dez 27, 2018
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How long will she keep these secrets about her church and about the bishop? 
She experienced so much hurt right in the church & among the men and women of God that she thought she could trust she thought they loved her as much as she loved him. She often blamed herself with leaving out the fact that she is still a child what will she do... she meets two men who contaminated  her spirit and strips her of her virginity and her purity & her innocence not only did they do that but they led her astray when they were put into position to show her the way of christ.
 Remember the bible says woe to those who make it a stumbling block for my children to come to me. Will she continue to believe in God or will this situation change who God is to her will she continue to go to church?
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