I am walking on the sidewalk with
some friends. It's dark and cold. We
try to be on time for the mid-night Mass. My family is with me.
I am
only six years old and of course they are with me. We arrive
at church,
it is full of people. We try to squish in. My eyes are looking
around
the beautiful room. The candles are all lit up around baby Jesus.
He
looks real to me. I grew up as a Catholic and at that age my
beliefs were set for my adult
life.
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