so my testimony:
I grew up in a Christian home, I had a mommy, daddy, and baby sister. We went to church, my parents were constantly involved in small group, we were very family oriented. As far as I was concerned, we were the perfect Christian family. Now my parents didn't get married till a month before I was born and that was never a secret, but at age 8 is that really important to you? Didn't think so. As I grew up and went into junior high, I was still for the most part a good kid. Then 7th grade came around, a close friend and I decided we wanted to know what was so special about alcohol so we snuck a bottle to her backyard when her parents weren't home and thats how that began. Boys began a little before that and I was just boy crazy, but nothing serious and as far as I was concerned I was a good girl. High school things took off for me. I had a guy or two I took more seriously than usual and I had made drill team- I thought I was the it girl! For a while, I ran on that popularity and made my life drill team, boys, and soon partying. I still went to church on Sundays and Wednesdays, camps all through the summers, and weekend retreats. Then fast foward and it hit me- it's junior year and I am and have been in a compromising place with a boy, drugs, and alcohol. On top of that I'm a officer on drill team and
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