Tara Johnson:
Tara's Life:
My life was as follows: get up, go to school, get teased for my beliefs, go home, do homework, have dinner with my family, and dance. My parents were allowing me to go to Public School so that I could further my education, but it wasn't as easy as they would have thought. Our kind wasn't accepted until 1996, and that's saying something. The law didn't acknowledge that we were a religious group/ they only saw us as people who didn't have one stable home. They tried taking me from my parents at one point. I think I was ten, but I was given back soon after. No Foster Family would keep me. I was too much to handle and they didn't think my type of dancing was appropriate for the other kids. So I went back to live with my parents.
But life was about to get even harder than it had been in a while. Our group moved to Canada to get away from whom ever was trying to kill us. And I started going to Public School once again, but in Toronto this time. I met a couple people and we became fast friends. But what I thought was a friendship, was really an information booth. They were turning everything I told them into lies. They were telling people that my family & religious group killed for a living and that was definitely not true. My parents were going to kill me once they found out about the rumor mill that was spreading through the school faster than a pig gives birth.