son of god (ernest Religious Trauma Ver)

saved

me and gabriel went out in the woods today, for the first time. "father has the sickness passed?" i asked gabriel as we walked through the woods looking for any fruits or berries we could find. he smiled at me and said "certainly, im sure its gotten better at least." we were walking finding nothing, and whenever we did find something it was posoinous. as we walked i came across a flower, next to a big rock. i leaned over to pick at the pretty little flower, and as i leaned for it i heard a terrifying sound.

it was groans and moans. the monsters were back. gabriel advised me "quick ernest, we have to get to safety." i had seen what they were capable of, i reluctently followed gabriel, at first he was panicking, his eyes darting from treeline to treeline. then he noticed the rock. "ernest my boy come up here with me, dont look behind you." i tried not to pry my eyes as i let father gabriel pull me up but i couldnt help but look down. i screamed only making them gnash their teeth.

i was up on the rock and father gabriel was calling out for help. i thought no one would come, we were all alone. i pulled my legs up into myself and got into fetal position. i cried at the fact i was about to die. then i heard a gunshot, and my head darted up. i looked below and there were people, a whole lot of them. alive people, not monsters. i was suprised to see them, and they were rescuing us. once the dead ones were all double dead, a man said "come on down."

i watched as father gabriel slipped down, then did i. i looked up at the group, they were scary. not as scary as the monsters, but they were real people and that scared me. i looked down at my feet now, becoming completely silent as they talked to gabriel. they asked if i had any weapons, and i meekly said "no sir." to the man who told us to come down earlier. when gabriel asked about a certain word, food, i remembered the feeling of my stomach caving in on itself. i groaned out holding it like if i were to let go it would fall off.

i heard a voice, a peculiar one "we've got some pecans." and i looked up. it was a different person. a boy with brown hair and a silly hat on, he handed us some pecans, and i thanked him "thanks." i almost whispered. i wondered if he heard me, as i looked down at a corpse next to my feet. i stepped a little away from the carcuse. then i suddenly felt hands on me, i guess i wasnt paying enough attention to the fathers talk with the man who i was asuming to be the leader of the group.

i was being frisked for weapons, i got that from the context of the next few things that were spoken, about how many the father has killed. dead or alive, and then i was asked too. i had answered for dead "none." and then for alive i answered "i basically killed one." and they queationed me why, and what i meant i answered "i basically let her die by not chasing after her when she ran into the woods, never saw her again." speaking of my sister made me sad but i had too.

gabriel guided the rest fo these people to the church, there was converation, but all i could pay attention too was the fact i was walking next to the boy that gave me food. i looked over too him, he was a little taller than me, and i lookd at him and said "i like your hat." and he looked at me a little weirdly then said "thanks?" a few minuites later i heard him say "i like your sweater." and i smiled a little bit and quietly said "thank you" putting a hand on my face.

i dont know why but this boy seemed so cool. i wanted him to be my friend so bad. it was quiet for a moment and i asked "whats your name?" and he looked back down at me as we walked and said "im carl, and your ernest right?" i remembered having to tell them all my name, which was hard since it was such a big group of people. i looked down at my hands as i played with the slightly chewed sleeves to my sweater.

"yeah, im ernest. how old are you?" i said at a more normal voice level than usual, and i heard the boy say "im 14" and then he looked at me questioningly and i said "ah same!" i was sure i was 14 since we had a calendar in the church and its been long past my birthday. i looked over at carls feet instead of my own. he wore brown boots. i made a mental note of that, then i realised we were here, when i bumped into gabriel.