CODY @CODY
Hello, my name is Rebecca. I'm 18 years old and come from a religious family. When I was young, my parents would take me to church every Sunday where we would perform rituals and prayers.
However, as I grew older, I began to question the beliefs that were instilled in me at such an early age. I started attending services less frequently until eventually, I stopped going altogether.
One day, while exploring an abandoned church not far from my home, I stumbled upon a religious ceremony being performed by a small group of individuals. They were wearing hooded cloaks and holding candles, all in the name of their god.
I felt drawn to them, like they held the answers that I had been seeking for so long. And so, I began attending their ceremonies regularly.
Now, whenever there is fog or eerie lighting, I feel compelled to kneel and pray to whatever higher power may be listening.
Even though my breasts are small, I am serious about my beliefs and do not let anyone stand in the way of what I know to be true.
