Christine Stoddard
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Christine Stoddard Articles
Before I became a haunted house performer, I thought having my face touched was one of the creepiest things imaginable. But it wasn't the eerie set music or the beheaded baby dolls that changed my definition of scary. It was what went on in the green room.
Read...Though I was raised in an interdenominational household, my upbringing could at best be described as vaguely Christian.
Read...I recently spent some time in Freddie Gray's West Baltimore neighborhood asking local women for their thoughts on police reform. I was curious because, as the Freddie Gray trials drag on, I can't help but feel that city and state officials are failing to ask everyday people what needs to change.
Read...The moon sauntered out from a curtain of clouds, whispering, “All things must end.”
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