Redwood Grove

Redwood Grove

Excerpt from Redwood Grove

When I go to enter St. Mary's Catholic church on 5 Hillhouse Avenue I am repelled by a force that knocks me across the street. Blood drips from my nose and tears come to my eyes. Good friends I direct to this church that someone like me cannot even enter. Blisters form on my skin just sitting on the sidewalk in front of the church. I want to be a better person, but that will have to start after I get my information and I hope that I am not too late. A priest stands at the entrance and knows what I am, but at his approach I do not run away even though my nose bleeds in his presence. My heart pains me that I have fallen so far that I have corrupted the cross that I wear around my neck as it has stopped burning me so long ago. Life is hard for my soul to stay healthy, but it was the night tied to the post that broke it. After that I think that I lost myself that my father wanted me to be. Oh my father is somewhat the inadvertent cause of all of my issues with life. He died and left me alone to deal with all that is happening in my life. A father is suppose warn their daughters of what men can do, but all of the new Bonemen want my body and I am hard pressed to deny them it. We have our very secret parties that we do not include anyone in. Including me and my boyfriend there are ten men and five women tapped into the Skull and Bones.

We jest with each other and our secrets are not secret to each other and it is my fault entirely that all of us are Others. They all call me sire or mistress, but it seems so weird that their wickedness is my fault. I am not sure if the patriarch is one of the Others, but my coven is messed up in that they lead me more than I lead them. Rules are followed and I was not chosen to be the leader even though I am the cause of them becoming worse than I. The priest pities me and throws holy water at me and is shocked when I embrace its burning. The sun is bright and for some reason I am at least not so bad that I cannot be out in it. Although, my skin burns a little more than humans are affected by it. My fangs are bared as I shed my clothes as buckets of holy water are thrown on me from everyone in this church. He says words in Latin over me,
"In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Lorem lava me ab hoc malum Deum redire ut lacus. Hi abominatio Domino. Sexus sui, pharmaca et petram et conspergere vitaeque erit exsules a vestris Divinitate. Hoc dedecus ingens accedit actus homosexuales sordide cecidit hinc desinam et in caelis. Ligatum in caelis et quae in terris obligatur. Quod si tuum te contra vas aliis, sic erit. Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Amen."

Something came over me and I immediately understood the words as, "In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. God wash this evil thing out of my site that it may never return here. These Others are an abomination to God. Their sex, drugs and rock and roll lifestyles shall be banished from your Divinity. This abomination fallen to slovenly homosexual acts and massive intercourse shall desist from this world and in heaven. What is bound on earth is also bound in heaven. If it be your will that this be your instrument against the Others, then so shall it be. Father, son and the holy spirit. Amen."

I pass out from the sun and the holy water, but more so because of what he said in Latin to me. Someone puts a wool blanket on my charred and blackened body, but I feel that I must go because I have not gotten the information that I should have gotten. At least I have found the church that has the presence of God within it. Directing innocent people to it will be easy even if I cannot enter it yet. There may be a time when I can enter, but killing Others just because they are Others is not the true reason to kill them.

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