Hi,I'm Kenzie,apparently that's the name that popped up in my mother's head when she birthed me. I'd be turning 18 in a month(oh how Ive being waiting for that day).
I was born in a Christian family. When I say a Christian family,I mean a Christian Family. My parents do not take their Sundays for jokes. Ever seen that meme where the child is waiting to go home but can't because their parents are busily chatting after church service? Yeah,I am a victim.
"Kenzie", a familiar voice called out from the kitchen," The dishes are waiting ". I wonder why people cook and leave the dishes for someone else to wash. " Kenzie",the voice called out again."I'm coming" I yelled back.
My elder sister was standing by the cooker. I must admit her cooking skills are the best,the aroma led me in here evaporating all the anger I had to wash the dishes. I shrieked on the sight of the dishes. "Am I adopted?" I mumbled to myself. "What's that?" Kezia said laughing softly. "Nothing" I said and shot a glare. She laughed more.
Minutes later and the whole family was seated at the table for supper. Everyone's hands were clasped together with elbows on the table and said the "The Lord's Prayer". I yawned in between a few lines till we were done and everyone set to their meals to eat. Mummy and Daddy kept glancing at me till Daddy cleared up his throat.
" Kenzie" Daddy called(oh Shit,what have I done this time)
"Yhup" I said popping the p and pretending and focusing the meal so I could brace myself for whatever that's coming.
"Kenzie" Daddy called again,this is not so not going to be good. "Yes Dad" I said jokingly looking at him directly in the eye. I saw eyes of pain that questioned me sometime ago on why I sneaked out of church one Sunday. But come on,it was a very boring one and half of the congregation were asleep. Who wouldn't sneak out?
"We heard of association last night". Dad voiced out. Wow, great. " You know very well that we are not of them".
" Erm duhh,I'm sure I held a couple of hands during arm wrestling and hugged a few.So your point is?" I though to myself
"Kenzie,are you listening?" Dad called snapping me out if my thoughts.
"Yes, I am Dad,I am not of them"
"Good,the Youth Group from our church would be coming over for rehearsals on our compound,since its one of the largest" Dad announced to the rest of us at the table with his eyes on me. "Be good Kenzie".
" Yes Dad". I suddenly lost appetite. "I'd be in my room" I said and got up running up the stairs.
"We are not of them" Dad's voice echoed in my thoughts.
What the heaven was wrong with having a girls day out with ,my classmates. "They are not of us?" The heaven! I said hitting my head on a pillow And the Youth Group is coming over in a few days? Wow,my life just got better,I thought to my self sarcastically.
Just then, my phone buzzed.
"Hey,party tonight, 8pm,wanna come?"
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The Path She Chose
SpiritualIn a family of four,a young girl denies her family as her own and struggles to accept what her identity really is.
