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    The Long Road Back: 37 Years in the Wilderness
    The Long Road Back: 37 Years in the Wilderness
    The Long Road Back: 37 Years in the Wilderness
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    The Long Road Back: 37 Years in the Wilderness

    By Kertina Small

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    This book is a heartfelt story. About a young
    woman. She was verbally and physically
    abused and raped and gave birth at the age
    of fourteen. Her mother committed suicide, dealing
    with low self esteem and being told by a family
    member that she wouldnt amount to anything.
    People dont determine your future God does. This
    book will help someone to know the bad things
    that happen in life are not right, but its okay. God
    will help you through any and everything if you put
    your trust in him.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateMay 18, 2011
    ISBN9781456742201
    The Long Road Back: 37 Years in the Wilderness
    Author

    Kertina Small

    It's a true story about her life, from the past to the present. The book was written to let her readers know, how good God is. The trials and tribulations that she experienced, God was in control, keeping her in her right mind, not turning to drugs or committing suicide. she wants her readers of this book to know, whatever satan means for bad, God will turn it around for good.

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      Book preview

      The Long Road Back - Kertina Small

      AuthorHouse™

      1663 Liberty Drive

      Bloomington, IN 47403

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      Phone: 1-800-839-8640

      © 2011 Kertina Small. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      First published by AuthorHouse     5/05/2011

      ISBN: 978-1-4567-4182-2 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4567-4220-1 (e)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2011902352

      Printed in the United States of America

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      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      Contents

      BONUS METERIAL READ

      FORGIVENESS

      A WOMAN

      A Vision:

      About the Author

      On September 1st 1973 a baby girl was born to the late Vivian Barnard and Clyde Small. Growing up as a child was hard at times. Children always picked on me and had their fun calling me names. Like baldheaded, big lips and ugly.

      My mother always told me that I was pretty. My mother was a good women, she would drive people around to take care of their business, doctor’s appointments and to work. I never really knew my father he went to prison when I was a young girl, for killing a man at a club over a pool game he lost. My mother always did her best for her children, she had eight of us. Five boys and three girls, I am the baby of the family.

      I remember my mother going out on a Friday or Saturday night with her best friend name Doris Jackson to a club named Franks Place or Vera’s Inn. She loved going fishing to the dog track and the jai alai. She would ask me for numbers before she would leave home. I would give her some numbers and most of the time she would win and give me money. My mother never worked, I remember once her having a job at a restaurant named Po folks she didn’t work there long. She always received welfare and food stamps, she was up in age, so I guest that’s why she didn’t work. Mother had help from her boyfriend the only father we knew he was a good father to us.

      But he would beat our mother all the time her crying would wake us up in the middle of the night. We would be so scared. Brian would just stare at them and I would always cry and beg him to stop beating my mother and most of the time he did. Clarence always made sure that we had what we needed and most of the things we wanted.

      He cooked breakfast for us on the weekends, after we finished eating, Brian would always go outside with his friends, and I would stay inside to watch television I loved watching the Flintstones, the Smurfs, Pac man, Soul train and American Band stand. Later on in the day, I would go outside to play with my friends. My best friend Tura, her Stepfather Charles, would play his music outside. Every child in the neighborhood would be outside dancing and playing.

      Tura and I would fight all the time, then a couple of hours later we’ll be playing with each other. As a child I loved singing and dancing, playing hide and go seek, Simon said, and mother may I. There was a park in the neighborhood behind our house. I would swing and slide on the sliding board. I didn’t play on the merry-go-round because I would become sick.

      I remember being apart of the P Y T’S (Pretty Young Thangs). We were in the Christmas Parade. Under the leadership of Ms. Gold C, She was very nice. She let all the girls stay over to her house for sleepovers. I enjoyed getting wet and playing in the pool. We would use the water hose to wet ourselves and play around in the yard with my dog frisky We loved that dog and he loved us.

      When I was in elementary school I love going, the name of the school was College Park Elementary. I remember going to the cafeteria in

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