Written By: luke4079

I then noticed my breath coming out in large billows, and I played with it. Taking it in and blowing it out like a dragon on top of the steps. I then turned and faced the mammoth doors leading into the church. I tugged them. They creaked opened. Inside there were only a handful of people in the pews. The priest was saying mass. I knelt down in the back, and began to pray. I asked God to please guide us and make sure that we were all doing the right thing — not only in the best interest of Catholics, but for everybody. I then dropped my forehead onto my folded hands, and with a tear, I asked God to release me. I said that I was tired of the pain and hurt, and that I was hoping he was feeling my work was done.


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