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I Survived A Cult - Personal Glimpses Of An Exodus

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Our family was different. We were special, but I didn't fully understand why until I reached my late teens. Each church we visited already seemed to know us. They seemed genuinely interested in hearing about our lives, each and every aspect. They were especially excited to hear tales from my father, as he told stories from his childhood.

My father was one of those blessed enough to have known the Prophet. His father was blessed far beyond words, having walked with the Prophet and enjoyed a strong friendship. How we lived, what we enjoyed, what we abstained from enjoying – all aspects of our lives were interesting to crowds with itching ears.

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