Quinn Fabray was proud to be a Christian, and proud to look at any cross and know that Jesus Christ died for her sins.
She was proud in kindergarten when she accepted Jesus into her heart and got to carve her name in a wooden cross at church.
She was proud in first grade when she memorized the Lord's Prayer and was given a hair ribbon with a cross on it.
She was proud in second grade when her mommy and daddy bought her a little silver cross to wear around her neck.
She was proud in third grade when she memorzed two whole chapters of Matthew and was rewarded with a cross sticker.
She was proud in fourth grade when she played Mother Mary for an Easter play and got to bow before the cross at Jesus' death.
She was proud in fifth grade when she baked her daddy a cross-shaped cake for his brithday.
She was proud in the sixth grade when her church won the Bible quiz meet and won a cross-shaped trophy.
She was proud in seventh grade whenever they drove past their church and she was able to see the tall cross sitting on top of the building.
She was proud in eighth grade when her parents gave her her first purity ring with a small cross etched by a laser in the diamond.
She was proud her freshman year when she started the celibacy club at her high school, giving out cross shaped pins to anyone willing to join.
It was her sophmore year and she looked down at the small pregnancy test in her hands, her vision blurring as she saw that little plus sign.
This is one cross she doesn't feel proud looking at.
*I've always loved Quinn's character and the depth that she has. I'm a Christian too, so I admire Quinn for keeping the baby. (:*
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