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Excerpt from The Spark of Truth in a Land of Lies By Nicole Slemko 6M

Friday, June 25th 1954

It is as if the whole world has turned against me, laughing, teasing, and tormenting me. Oh, Holy God, what sins have I committed that I must be so harshly punished? Why take it out on poor, baby Angelo? I knew Angelo was always the right name for my sweet baby brother, but I never thought it meant he would be taken to live among the angels in heaven at only seven months of age. He was resting in my arms, sleeping as softly as a baby bird tucked safely in its nest. Suddenly, he gently lifted his head as his eyes fluttered open and stared at me. I smiled and he smiled back. We looked at each other and for once in this big, busy world, everything stopped. The people stopped crying and screaming. This boat stopped rocking. The waves stopped moving. The earth stopped turning and it was just me and him. Then his head rolled back, and I think I saw his spirit leave this world and travel up to heaven to join his fellow angels. Oh diary, I can’t go on. How can I face tomorrow without him?

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