I use to write many stories when I was a kid, stories about romance, adventures and just about life. When I think back to when I was 13 years old, I was very quiet and kept to myself. I had two brothers a older brother and a younger brother. My little brother was the world to me, I would read him books,play games with him, just about whatever he would feel like doing. You would think its crazy, but I never once fought with my little brother. We were so close. But my older brother it felt like we had nothing in common at all. My brothers protected me because I was there sister, it was nice having brothers that cared about me so. But when I got older, all of that changed. When I think of it I become so sad. I left home when I was 18 years old to be with my high school bf, things did not turn out so well. I wish I listened to my family and stayed by their side. You see my family is Jehovah's witnesses and I wanted to escape from all of that, but I never wanted to leave my family, just the religion. I wish I could tell my little brother that I did not leave him, I was leaving the religion. My mother and father blocked me from even contacting them. It has been 3 years now since I have talked to them, I hope soon they will understand that this religion is wrong and if a religion says you cannot talk to your own daughter you should not even be in it. What religion stops you from talking to your own family??
© Keziah W.