One day there was a Dad, a Mom, and a kid. Her Mom and Dad where mad. Cynthia escaped her house. She ran and ran until she got to her Grandma's and Grampa's house. She was out of breath when she got there.
Her Mom and Dad did not believe in God but her Grandma gave her a Bible. She was reading and reading every day. She learnd how to pray.
One day her Mom locked the door to her room. It was not far down from the ground from the window. She jump from the window.
(to be continued)
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