I grew up the youngest of four daughters, with 18 years separating me from the eldest, within an enviroment that was growing with violence from the outskirts in. With this in mind, I consider myself more than lucky. I am blessed. Never had the crime touched me. Thanks to my loving parents, and the wonderful neighbors that helped raised me, I felt comforted always, loved aways, safe always, even when I was standing in the mist of war. I felt a peace that only God can grant a child of His. It is this that I understand completely.
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