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Awareness, and to Stop Child Sexual Abuse and Child Abuse, committed by the catholic church, nuns and priest
and other Denomination Worldwide

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" You shall Know the Truth and the Truth Will Set You Free.”

Sister Theresa Anthony

I did not think that you would help with the thrashing of me at night, because you did not look as mean to the girls as some of the other nuns were When the girls said something bad about you, I would stand up for you. They would ask my why and I would not know Maybe, it was because you were a bit different.

I thank you for teaching me how to do embroidery, but you should never have helped to put me over the bed at night time. I felt trapped and like nothing. You took my childhood away from me and treated me worse than you would an animal.

Did you not see me as a child, a little girl?

Did you really see me as the devil's daughter?

But I had no horns or a long tail. The priest and nuns showed us pictures of the devil and he was black with horns and a long tail, I looked just like the other girls, in fact I was so little and thin, compare to the girls the same age as me. Too scared to fight for food, or clothing, I thought that it was best for me, to stay out of every ones sight, then they could not see me, to hurt me.

You sat and watch the older girls, swing me around by my hair and throw me against the playroom walls. You did not move away from that chair, I looked to you and cried out loud to you, but you just sat there and watch them torture me. Every time they did this, you where always in the same place, while us little children from Mount Magdala, were being beaten, thrashed and thrown against the walls of the playroom, by the Nazareth House older girls. You did noting to help us. You sat there and did not move.

You hurt me so much, not only my body, but also my mind as well I had nothing but pain and hate shown to me I try to forget the hate and pain, it is here with me all the time.

I would be watching TV. and all of a sudden I start to cry. Or I would be walking along the road, I would cry to. The hurt and pain would come back to me.

Why were you so cruel to me?

I cannot go into some of the shops in town,  because the clothes, are the same,  as you had them hanging up,  at Nazareth House orphanage.