Un-Sinfulness Sin

Honor

          Gayda Johnson was preparing for her own party. Her parents were out of town. She gave the idea on having a party on Sunday and missing school on Monday. This was a great chance to become more popular and get the guy she wanted. She was checking her lipstick, good, she thought. She painted them again, just in case. She had said the party will begin at 9pm but she knew the real party will start around 11pm. The dorks that came in early, which she had left a note:
          Come in and set                         everything ready, thanks. 
          They let  themselves inside and set the party. Obviously, she used them, she didn't care. She checked her skirt; it was pretty short but not that short for everyone to see. She set off. It was 11:27pm and she knew people were arriving. The more, the merrier.

          Her best friend came in running. Gasping for air she squealed "he's here." they both looked at each other with a devilish smirk. Her best friend went downstairs to leave Gayda walk downstairs alone to call for his attention.

          She got downstairs and she noticed him. She started saying hi to people, pretending that he wasn't important. He walked slowly saying hi to people, too. Until they met each other. "Hey" they both said at the same time.
"Nice house." He said looking around.
"Thanks. There's some alcohol in the kitchen. Wanna grab something. It'll be fun. "
"Sure."
          They both left and went to get drinks. While she was filling up their cups, he looked at the dark room filled with blinking lights. Red, blue, green, yellow and again red, blue, green and yellow. The music was nice and pumped. He looked beside and in the backyard was a table. "By any chance, do you want to set a game of beer-pong?"
          She looked at him confused. She had never played beer pong and she didn't even know how to play it. "Sure."
"Alright." he laughed. "I'll set the table." They went off to enjoy the party.

          Drinks after drinks and the party went on. 4am. Gayda was nowhere to be seen. But her best friend knew where she was and what she was up to.

          She came into the party with a face of disgust. She couldn't believe that on a Sunday these people were throwing a party. "Jesus give me strength." She held tight to her clipboard and kept walking. Looking around, more and more sins.

          Gayda's best friend, Harper, went downstairs to get some water. Harper, looking how the party looked, noticed a complete white dress. Haper looked to see who was wearing a disgusting white dress. "Hey! You're from Gayda's church, right. I've seen you there. I've gone there."
"Hello, is this your house.?" she spoke loud. She was never used to the music so loud. She thought she had to scream to be heard.
"No." answered Harper. "It's Gayda's. You like the party?"
She looked at Harper serious, then looked around. "I do NOT like the party. For me it's not bad. But, why today?"
"Gayda's parents are out of town. She decided to throw a party without their concern." Harper saw a boy. "I'll be right back."
          Left alone, she kept walking examining everything. She dessapeared in the party.

          Harper went running to the boy. Wearing a band black shirt, broken black jeans and some black vans. "Hey, Matt. You came."
"Yeah, came to, I don't even know what for. Just went for a walk and then I remembered. I couldn't sleep. Sorry I didn't come earlier. Weird. You're not with Gayda."
"She's with her boyfriend."
"Boyfriend? That escalated pretty fast. Anyway. Came by, my grandma is sleeping, so, I went for a walk. It gets me tired."
Matt saw her and she saw him. She saw the dark dressed boy, Matt, and she freaked out and started on the move.

Harper, looking that Matt was looking at her, she wanted his attention. "Want to come and drink something?" Harper asked anxiously, wanting Matt to stay and pay her attention.
"Sure."

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          She left and came back with wood. She started closing every door and started putting wood panels on them. She went inside through the only door and grabbed a lot of alcohol and started pouring it everywhere. Loads of people looked at her, but they all thought she was drunk and didn't care and continued on.
After she was done pouring all the alcohol everywhere and on the locked doors. She asked one of the boys for a match. She left the house through the only door that was unlocked, for now. She turned around and looked inside; looked at the trail she left of alcohol. Turned on the match threw it to the end of the trail  and closed the door. With the car keys she stole. She got on a van, and put it infront of the only door left, so that no one could get out of the house. She cut the brakers leaving everyone in darkness, like their souls.

          The trail of alcohol she left became a trail of flames. Fire started everywhere. That's when everyone started screaming. Everyone started running to the doors. The doors were locked and couldn't open. Everyone started going crazy and pushing eachother, even pushing some to the flames. But there was too much fire. And some were already burning. Some people entered to the room and saw writings on the wall
HONOR YOUR FATHER AND MOTHER
All were confused. But hurried and tried the windows. Nothing. More and more were getting caught by the hungry fire. Harper ran upstairs to tell Gayda. She opened the door and saw Gayda burnt on the floor naked with her boyfriend. She screamed and started looking for an exit. She tried the window. With anxiety and hard work, she finally opened the window. There she was outside, looking at the house burn down and the screams of people. The screams had faded enough, letting her know  that people were burning in there already and some were dead by now. Harper screamed "Help!" she struggled to jump off the second floor. She just kept staring at Harper try, scream and cry for help. Harper was about to jump when she slipped and fell. She landed on her head, head cracked opened and blood splashed all around the bushes and grass. When screams weren't heard anymore, she started walking home.

When she got home, she went straight to her room. Didn't even turn on the light. Straight to the foot of the bed and kneeled down to pray.
 

        "Dear Lord, thank you for keeping me awake to make this happen. Thank you for letting all the alcohol be there, easy to grab and use and a single match, easy to find. Lord, they all got what they deserved. Burning. They'll get more of that coming up in hell. I ask that you give a new baby to Gayda's parents that will honor them. In Jesus name we pray, Amen. "