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I thought I found myself today. I came out of a magazine with a new hairdo, clothes, and makeup. But as I thought through my day at school, I questioned, "Is this really me?"
I thought I found myself today in a conversation with a group of friends. They said I was a clown, a laugh, a real joke. Yet in a quiet moment I wondered, "Is this all there is to me?"
I hated myself today. There I stood in the silence and unkind look of my good friend. Had I hurt him? Inwardly I asked, "Am I hateful? Who am I?"
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RANDEE RAE MARTIN
The Song of Love
JACK A. KRIEGER
What Caused This?
ELIZABETH S. MURRAY
The Divine Architecture of Home
GIGI McGUIRE LEACH
An Idea Cannot Be Sick
EYNON L. BROWN
Creative Mind or "creative mind"?
MARGARET CASE PAULUS
Only a Dog to Talk To
JENNIFER LYNN YEAPLE
Daisy Stieber Squadra
Where Is God?
Candy Bennett Ruth F. Barrick
Ideas That Heal
Carl J. Welz
Failure Is Not a Reality
Geoffrey J. Barratt
I am writing this testimony to express my deep gratitude to...
Harriet B. Gosnell with contributions from Edna May Evans White
Since my last testimony was given in The Christian Science Journal, October,...
Clara E. Dame with contributions from Helen E. Knuth
How does one fully express in writing the gratitude and love one...