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by Molly Hutchinson
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My name is Molly Hutchinson. I've had something happen in my life that will always stick with me.
About two years ago, my family was having some problems. My parents were always fighting about one thing or another. Because of this my Mother started seeing a psychologist. She told my Mother that my Dad should start seeing somebody for help, too.
When my Dad found out, he told one of his friends about it. His friend asked him if he had ever heard of something called Scientology. Dad said no. My Dad's friend told him all about Scientology. He told Dad that he could go to the Scientology Center and get a type of therapy called auditing.
Dad decided to go. He spent about $50. to $100. on his first session of auditing. The session did do something for Dad.
Dad told us about the auditing and about Scientology. He wanted us to go and see the center. At first, Mother didn't want to go. She didn't agree on spending that much money on it. But then Dad talked her into it. He told her all the things about it, and she agreed to go. That's how we got into Scientology.
Now let me tell you something about Scientology. By now you probably think that Scientology is an okay thing. That's not true. Scientology is a "Cult "!
They call their centers Missions. They get people to come to the Missions by advertising courses on how to get along with others, how to communicate better, and on a lot of different things. The thing is that a lot of young people are into this kind thing.
The courses cost a lot of money, and once you finish one course, the people at the Mission persuade you into another course which costs more money. Then they persuade you into getting some auditing which costs even more money. This goes on and on, and on, until you are almost entirely brainwashed, and broke. And that is the perfect definition of Scientology. I know from experience.
My Parents got so wrapped up in Scientology, that they were even offered jobs at ASHO. ASHO is the name of one of the largest Missions in the United States.
Anyway, my parents took the jobs, and we were going to move to Los Angeles, California.
Let me tell you about what our living conditions were going to be like. We were going to live in an apartment. Mom and Dad would have to to to work every day of the week. My sister and I would have to go to Scientology school. We wouldn't learn things like Spelling and English. We would only learn about Scientology. After school we would have to go and work at the centers. We would answer phones, clean, and just
do general chores.
We would have separate sleeping quarters from our parents. We would only see our parents at family hour. Family hour is an hour set aside for the parents to be with their children.
Luckily, we got out of Scientology just in time. The day we put the for sale sign up in our front yard was the day we got out of it.
My Father had to go pick up something at a type shop. When he got there his regular typesetter was not there. Another lady was there instead. Dad got into a conversation with her. He told her that we were going to move. Dad asked her if she had heard of Scientology. She told Dad that she had worked for Scientology fifteen years ago. She told Dad all of the negative things about Scientology. Dad never heard any of this before, and he was very shocked to hear it! He immediately came home and told Mom everything. We got out of Scientology that day.
The next day a friend of mine, named Melissa Fridlin, invited my family to come to a play at her church. When we got there, we found out that the minister of the church knew a lot about cults. He was very thankful that we left Scientology.
My family started going to the church services. We finally decided to join the church.
Now that it's all over, I am very happy with my church, and I'm glad to be a Christian. Now that we are Christians my family is getting along better than ever!