My old youth pastor was taking me to her church for some kind of new bible study she wanted me to try out. I didn’t want to, but I eventually complied. When we got to the church she took me downstairs into the fellowship hall. It seemed like there were at least three couples having sex towards the edges of the room. I asked what was going on, but I never heard an answer. Someone was playing piano, but I couldn’t tell who it was. The youth pastor told me that it was too hot inside to be wearing a jacket. I said I was fine. She became more and more angry with each passing second. She then had some of the men forcefully remove the jacket to where she could see blood running down my arms. She seemed furious but also delighted at the same time, almost as if she was glad she had predicted it. She said to show them all my scars. I refused. A group of them forcefully removed my clothes. All the old scars began to bleed out again, and they all stood in shock at my blood drenched skin. Someone opened up a bible and said that it was classified as scarification for a demonic spirit. The people who were having sex then stood up and started praying themselves safe from God’s wrath they said I had brought upon them. There were people in the background singing. I got a glance of the piano players face, he seem scared, like a slave that wasn’t allowed to speak...like he knew what was going to happen to me. A friend of mine walked into the church and followed the noise. He saw what was happening, like he had seen it before. He ran to me and covered me with his jacket. He started to yell at them all, but they just hissed. He picked me up and began walking towards the door, but they stopped him. They took me, and shot him in the head. They said that he was obviously demon possessed as well. They took me to a darker room, lit only by a fire. They started saying things I couldn’t understand. A man came in with a chain, knotted like a noose. They threw it into the fire, pulled it back out and put it around my neck. |
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