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I thought my friends at Northwest Academy had it made: they went to a Christian school.  Sure, they had problems.  But NWA was not SHS.  At Sharpstown “the inmates ran the asylum.”  Good kids were surrounded by kids so broken they could hardly function.  It was brutal, a place of unrelenting violence.  Vicious fights quicklyContinue reading “Are You Thirsty?”