When I got home my parents didn’t ask why I was coming, they just acted as if nothing had happened, and to me, that was o.k. As soon as I got home I went into the bathroom and just sobbed. I began to pray and expressed my sorrow to Heavenly Father and to help me through this difficult time. After I prayed I was thinking of ways I could avoid my ward from asking why I came home. The first thought was to not go to church for a while, but that is exactly what Satan would want me to do. So, I decided to face the music and face the situation head on. The next day I was so nervous about going to church because I expected the worst. I made it through sacrament and soon after my missionary prep teacher, Brother Kastelman, came up to me and said, “I
