RECAP.
As her lover watches the sad girl name Lula burn from afar, her heart cracks. Why is god making such young girls feel this way?
"No... Not my love, why? Please god. I'll beg of you to wake me up from this nightmare." the lover girl thought.
You could hear the people yelling witch, seeing the scary men hold torches trying to find the "witch"'s lover.
The screams of the young girl, you could hear even from space. The cracks in her shrill for help slowly fading away as the fire burns her vocal chords.
"Maybe in another lifetime, we can be happy. We can kiss each other freely, we can have our own farm where the animals are so clean and happy. We could have our own child and name it after us. I'll gladly love you in every universe, even if it's a sin, I'll gladly burn in hell for you while you burn in this one."
The dark haired girl will forever live with this guilt, the grief of not being able to help her lover. Her screams will replay over and over in her mind, there shall never be places for people who like the same gender. Not here, not there, we are made to suffer from sodomy.
To get to know the sad girl, you will have to know her burnt lover. You'll have to understand what it felt like losing someone special forever, you'll have to hear her screams.
"Your name shall be tattooed onto my mind and heart, no one can erase you from me."
Maybe God is cruel.
A FEW YEARS AGO BEFORE THE TRAGEDY HAPPENED.
"Could anyone be faithful enough to read me the verse of Hebrews 10:24-25?" The golden blond hair girl asks her class..
The wave of children raising their hands and shrilling "me!",
"When was this world so beautiful? Maybe only here.. Maybe if i can just stay in this moment where I'm with people who are innocent and pure."
That girl thought..RING! 🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔
The class whines.
"Aww, we shall continue this lesson next time then, by that time we shall see who is our honorable peer!"
The students stand up.
"THANK YOU SISTER LULA!" they yell out.
The class packs their bag, the teacher watches them head outside the school to their parents who await at the gate smiling to their children.
A knock on the door, who shall that be?
"Morning sister Lula.." that deep raspy voice, it was father.
"Hello father! What brings you to my class at this nice hour?" the blond girl who is called Lula asks.
"Can I not visit my daughter?" the tall grey haired guy chuckles.
The sister sighs... "Those children, they look so pure and innocent. The opposite of the real world, what will happen when they find out it's not as god said it to be.?" Lula says..
"2 Corinthians 5:7 sister. We don't live by sight, but by faith and the power that the lord gives us." He says in a sweet comforting tone.. as if he had secrets. Secrets he'd never tell, not even to the lord himself.
"Youre so wise father. One day ill be wise as you!" the girl says..
"Lula my dear, would you mind heading out to town to buy me some coffee beans?" father asks.
"Of course! I shall head out right away!" she grabs her coat and sprints out before she could hear the father say anything else...
She heads to town and walks around, fancy horses, beggars all around, smoke in all places surrounding the tall buildings.

YOU ARE READING
The nun. (WLW)
Historical FictionThe nun is somewhat similar to what i am experiencing right now, which is religious guilt. The nun is a young girl who grew up faithful and taught to be religious then a sudden possessing rapture over a mischief-maker who is the same gender.