When I see a witness I feel like they look at me like I worship the devil or something.

There is a couple of people that smile at me when I go to memorial and I can tell that they are glad to see me, but then I sit down next to my own little neices and they look at me like I am a weird foreign food that they can't touch, they look at me like I am evil and they feel sorry for me. I look at them and see myself so many years ago, writing down a pencil mark for each time they hear Jehovahs name, taking in so much information into their little brains that they may never know is false, never once questioning that it may not be the truth, not caring really, just trusting their parents. They are so well behaved, really, right now that is, but I wait for the day when they need me because I will be there ready to help them when everyone else turns their backs on them.