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This is a story that I wrote for english I hope you enjoy.
"I wish I was free," Tara said passionatly. She had beensearching for freedome eersince she started studying witchcraft. It scared her, but the more she studied the more it pulled her in. For the last few years she had been trying so hard to get out of this trap. But every time someone offered to help seh would refuse. And every time she tried she would fall back and would fail.
" My life has become a scarry world, filled with things quite unimaginable;things words cannot express." I looked at her a long time in awe because I could clearly see the spiritual battle in this girls life. then I silently asked God to help me help this girl.
I looked at her and asked, "would you like to pray about it?"With a hesitant smile she nodded her head and quietly bowed it. With tears in my eyes I began to pray for this young girl. she was not much younger than me and yet she had been through so much more than I probably ever would. When I finished praying we looked at eachother and with tears running down our faces smiled and hugged in silence.
"Thank you so much, you have no ideahow much that means to me." She rose from her knees and walked over to the shelf that overflowed with things that she had been using in her study of witchcraft.With a trash bag she slowly,one item at a time, she threw her old life away. Then I heard her softly say, " Lord take these things away from me and fill me with your love." I'd like to say that it was all me, but I know it wasn't, God chnged this girls life for the better.
"I wish I was free," Tara said passionatly. She had beensearching for freedome eersince she started studying witchcraft. It scared her, but the more she studied the more it pulled her in. For the last few years she had been trying so hard to get out of this trap. But every time someone offered to help seh would refuse. And every time she tried she would fall back and would fail.
" My life has become a scarry world, filled with things quite unimaginable;things words cannot express." I looked at her a long time in awe because I could clearly see the spiritual battle in this girls life. then I silently asked God to help me help this girl.
I looked at her and asked, "would you like to pray about it?"With a hesitant smile she nodded her head and quietly bowed it. With tears in my eyes I began to pray for this young girl. she was not much younger than me and yet she had been through so much more than I probably ever would. When I finished praying we looked at eachother and with tears running down our faces smiled and hugged in silence.
"Thank you so much, you have no ideahow much that means to me." She rose from her knees and walked over to the shelf that overflowed with things that she had been using in her study of witchcraft.With a trash bag she slowly,one item at a time, she threw her old life away. Then I heard her softly say, " Lord take these things away from me and fill me with your love." I'd like to say that it was all me, but I know it wasn't, God chnged this girls life for the better.
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