False God

The Sin that could not be Forgiven

The sin that cannot be forgiven

"Are you paying attention, Anna?"

The girl was jolted from her daze by her teacher's voice. The other students' eyes pierced through the girl's like daggers. Judging her, hating her, bullying her, but Anna did not care about any of their feelings. Anna did not care as long as she was loved by her God.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was praying, I'm very sorry." Anna muttered, her cries for forgiveness barely audible to the teacher.

"It's okay Anna, just try to pay attention." her teacher said, her voice turning soft and reassuring.

Laughter could be heard throughout the classroom, but it did not bother Anna, she was glad to be here, to be in the perfect world her God had created for her.

"I will." Anna finally replied but her eyes weren't on her teacher, neither was her mind, those things were never on anything but her God. Anna, staring past her teacher, clasped her hands tighter in prayer, praying as she stared at her God before her.

"Anna, those kids dislike you," her God's voice entered Anna's ears as she walked home.

"I don't mind, afterall, you created them too." Anna replied cheerfully. Her God didn't speak much yet they were always with her, floating near her with their long, pure, white wings. Even as the being floated, her God's wings never moved, the beings mouth was constantly moving, chanting words that could not be heard and when the being spoke, it's words did not match the movements of their mouth. The God had long white legs that were bent to touch the beings stomach. It's entire body was pale and skinny, with long arms that ended in sharp claws. The being's face was one that truly seemed divine and to Anna, the being could be defined as the word beauty itself.

When they arrived home, Anna's mother had already prepared her meal. Taking her seat at the table, Anna lifted her hands to pray....

Anna's mother couldn't stand it, her daughter prayed and prayed, day after day, wasting her time on a forfeit being. She did not believe in God; afterall, if there was a God, her husband would not have died that day. This false deity was filling Anna with false hope, she had to let Anna know the truth of this cruel world, she had to let Anna know that there was no omnipotent being that could protect them and save them from their pitiful lives. She would tell Anna that her God was not real!

Anna continued to pray, whispering her words softly and patiently. Each word savored on her tongue before being let out to reach her God. She loved her God, they had saved her, saved her from all her sufferings. Afterall, with God comes eternal peace.

Every time she prayed, her God would glow brighter, as if absorbing her words of thanks. Praying was the least she could do for her God since they had always been there when she needed them the most. She would always pray, but no matter how much she prayed, no matter how much she did for her God, she would never be able to repay her debt, so she would continue.

Anna noticed that her mother had already begun to eat without her prayers. She realized she never saw her mother pray and would often hear her mother scream curses at God. Why did she do this? Couldn't she see just how beautiful God was? Anna could not understand. How could anyone not believe in God?

"Mom, you have to pray," Anna begged her as her hands clasped even tighter, tight enough to make her hands turn pale and fingers swell purple. "Pray with me mom, let's pray together okay?" Anna would help her mother realize the mistakes in her actions, she would make her mother holy too. She had to pray, she had to thank God, otherwise who would protect her, who would forgive her of her sins?