jesus x reader

Seriously?!? Why me? I mean, my life is completely normal! Sorta. Anywho, all I did was get a little paranoid and this is what I get? Really? I mean, I'm sorry for not paying attention in socials class but I don't think that means I deserve to be kidnapped. And by a jerk who doesn't care that I need sleep. Bad things happen when I don't sleep. Also when I get sugar. Mmm sugar. Stop it! Alright, I hope you enjoy my book. It's not as random when you get into it. Well not quite.

I am not the writer of this story the original writer is born2besad this is just a reupload. If sad at any point wants me to take it down I will.

I am a monster. I am a monster for leaving my father to die on that horrible day when they caught up to us. Maybe this is stupid to feel this way. I would have died either way. The only difference is dying in cowardice, for running away from your prison, or dying in pride, going down fighting for a noble cause, knowing that you changed something. That decision is harder than you think. And I'll be facing it soon enough. Btw I'm so sorry that this is all over the place; I wrote it in 6th grade lol. If you want to see one of my better works, try reading something more recent (though everything on my account wasn't written a while ago).

I am sixteen years old, male, and human, I was raised in a house that isn't religious but celebrates the Christian holidays and also is homophobic. So I found out after I knew I liked the same sex as me. Two years ago we were at an Easter gathering just eavesdropping on the adults when my older cousin brought up two girls at school got together and he thought it was cool, I was about to say good for them but then my Mum, Grandmother and Great Uncle started yelling at him saying that was a disgusting thing, of course, this was the day before I was going to come out of the cramped closet I lived in.

I want to start by saying I am no Psychologist, nor do I specialize in any sort of study of the mind. I just happen to have very strange dreams that I prefer to write on paper (ironically) and analyze them myself and how I feel it resembles what I truly think about when I'm not in control. When i'm asleep. each chapter will be a new dream I have experienced and me just ripping it piece by piece to uncover what it is I think about. If this sort of thing interests you, or if you're bored and randomly stumbled upon me. Then please, enjoy.

I wrote this when I was, like, twelve. I deeply apologize for this monstrosity, now that I'm eighteen.

idc if its long you either read it or not idc about i. Please dont comment tips on how to write it cuz i do as i want to. I have worked days and nights and im to tierd to make it shorther.

So I based this story off my own life with a few changes. Just so you know, I suck at writing. Warning: there will be swearing, controversial topics, and smut. So yeah enjoy!

This will be a Dabihawks Tickletober book. I had a sudden motivation to write this. I have never written something like this before, so sorry if anything is weird. There might be some grammar mistakes since English is not my first language.