Chapter One: Katrina's Secret

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I looked at my golden Holy Cross. It gleamed back at me almost mockingly. I didn't say anything as I put it around my petite neck. I hated going to church because I had to pretend to act like this "perfect" Christian daughter that my parents expected me to be. I HATED it! It wasn't fair. I wish sometimes I was an atheist. Like my friends, y''know? But, I had to act like I was ok with being a Christian even though I knew full darn well I wasn't. "Hurry up, Katty!" My mom called. "Coming mama!" But as I was saying that, I thought to myself, "mama? More like Mommie Dearest." But, I didn't say anything, as I left and headed down the stairs from my room to the living room of our house.
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We arrived at church and as I got out the car, my mom came over to me and started to fix the top of my dress. I tried not to roll my eyes as she did this. "There. Now, you look presentable!" exclaimed my mother, Glenda with glee. As we were walking towards the church, I rolled my eyes. "Gosh, why am I here? I don't wanna be here. Why can't I be an atheist? It's not fair! None of my friends have to sit through this church service and listen to that loud Gospel music." I muttered those words under my breath very low so that momma wouldn't hear me, and give me a look.
As we got into the church's sanctuary, our pastor Pastor Stacy Matthews, greeted us. "Hi Sister Glenda and Sister Katrina!" she beamed with excitement as she hugged us. "So good to see you again, Pastor Stacy." answered my mother, as I just rolled my eyes and went to go sit down. I saw one of the Pastor's sons, Jackson. He came over and sat in the church seat in front of me. I didn't say anything. "Hi Katrina. Nice to see you've made it out of bed." After he greeted me, he had a smile on his face. I replied, "Hi Jackson, nice to see you too."But in all reality I was thinking, "Get me out of this church. I wanna go home." But, I only kept that as a thought, and I tried to keep my composure. I swear, if I don't leave soon, I'll flip out.

To be continued.....

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