Don't Waste Your Time

My name is Emanuel Belanger. I'm 16 years old, and currently living in Canada. I'm about certain tall, no, maybe a little shorter. I like playing basketball...Uh, ahem. Back to the subject. When I heard the news of Ricky's death, I was naturally shocked. I've never met him, but from what I've heard he was a sweet guy. The metamorphosis he underwent is nothing short of appalling. From being sweet and friendly, he turned into a bitter murderer. And I would like to point out that that had nothing to do with his upbringing. We in The Family International believe in love. That is what governs our actions. A love for God and for our fellow man. I was never abused in my entire life. I have wonderful, loving parents. They have showered me with their encouragement and attention. Never once have I felt seriously mistreated or unloved. My parents would give their life for me in an instant. How many families in the world can boast that genuine love (I see green people)? Why waste your precious time looking for "evidence" of abuse in our communities, when out there, right under your noses, there are thousands upon thousands of children who ARE being abused by their unloving parents. What are you doing to help them? Why aren't you going to court to fight for their rights, instead of actively tearing down our beliefs? What do you have against us (I'm real sorry I misplaced your rubber ducky, I'll buy you a new one)? You actively promote us as some kind of weirdo cult, when you don't even know me! Do you have a problem with happy, secure, and loving families? I don't even know you, but if you are willing to reach out your hand and take mine in friendship, I would gladly take it. While you may hate me for what I do and believe, I still love you. But if you insist on remaining the way you are, all I ask is that you leave us alone. Yes, I may be just another face (and not such a pretty one at that). But I still have feelings. I cry when I lose my favorite teddy bear, and laugh while enjoying "Bob the Builder" (I swear, I do not watch that show, nor do I like teddies). But all you can see is some depraved child. Yes, I'm glad to be deprived. Deprived of all that "Mickey Mouse", "Video-Game-With-A-Violent-Killer-With-A-Gun 2", and "Bloodthirsty Zombies" shit that so many children watch and play today. Deprived of public school, with it's shootings and killings. Kids I've met that are not part of The Family International are envious of the fact that I'm homeschooled. I've visited and lived in Mexico, U.S.A., Hong Kong, Taiwan, and China. I'm glad I'm deprived of social peer pressure. I'm glad I'm deprived of drugs and feelings of hopelessness. If all of the above pertains to a "normal life" in your books, I'm relieved I'm not living a "normal life". Sure, life for me has it's ups and downs, I do have my tough times. But knowing that I've got family and friends and a love that will carry me through is all I need to cope. I really can't list here all the benefits that I enjoy living in The Family International. But in short, I've found somewhere I belong. So be happy for me. And go outside and get some excercise. You look like you could use it.