My First Day

I was stripped to my boxers, given a uniform consisting of 3 different colored polo shirts, my shoes laces were taken and the tongues cut off them (I was a flight risk), my head was shaved, and I was given a Bible. The first beating was the worst, I was never abused or striked growing up. Agape changed everything I understood about abuse, and what its like to really bleed. I don't remember the actual attack, I remember that night crying in the shower while bleeding from a cut somewhere on my head. That was the first night I realized that even the smallest cut on your head can leave you in a mess. I was a mere object in these so called "Christians" eyes. My parents entrusted James Clemensen because he claimed to be a "Christian". My family raised me in a very religious house, I have been a nondenominational christian my whole life. During my time at the school I slowly slipped away from God, eventually hating him. I wasn't able to handle to emotions and violence that I was exposed to at that age. I remember waking up to yelling the first morning, I got punished for bleeding on my pillow.

The First Post

I am a former Agape student. It has been a little over 10 years since I left the school, and I am only now starting to explain the psychological damage they had imprinted on my life. Let me first tell you that I'm now in my mid twenties, and a successful business owner with a loving family. Agape took away everything I thought I knew about myself, and turned me back into society confused. I had to reprogram my life, thoughts, actions, and conversations and try to adapt back into the real world. If your reading this and your child is at Agape, please reconsider your options. The place is a lie, any school who gives your little to no contact of your child has something to hide.