“My father had joined the cult for a long time and whenever he came home, he was always smiling. We were rich and he was pretty powerful. He made it seem like the group was a great one. He made us think he was happy and he gave all credit to that group. I wanted to join too. I had no idea; just what my father had told me. A friend of mine allegedly betrayed that group and ended up in jail. When I spoke to him, he advised me not to join and when I told my dad about it, he said it was too late already and I had already joined, even before I asked to be a part. Many months later, I realized there was more to this group so I asked my dad about it and he told me the truth. The time he said sweet things to me about the Circle, he had been asked to bring me in. He couldn’t have refused. If he did
