By the time I was in eighth grade, my family had taught me a lot about our Catholic faith. I had a string of prayers, including the Rosary, that I prayed at night before bed. If I was nervous before taking a test at school, I said a quick prayer asking for God’s help.
Overall, I was a good kid, but I also knew I could be bossy. When other people were goofing off at swim practice, I would tell them off. I...
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