The Book of Lord Skeeter

The Third Prophet

  I sat in my room, wondering if id ever get better,My sister would come in, feed me my meals, and make sure i was still healthyBut even she couldn't completely heal me.For the longest time i lost faith in everything, i rarely ever left my room, my friends didn't come to see me much anymore, i was always alone.But i don't know why i was blessed with this ray of faith.The town i lived in wasn't normal to people walking into our town, but when i say this was the best experience of our lives.I was walking through town with my sister when 3 men walked into the markets, looking around at everything."come you memest ones" The man spoke, i was guessing the leader of the groupHe stood up on a plank and looked down at everyone "I am Lord Skeeter, we have come to spread our religion known as Skeeterism"Our town was not focused on one god, but when i say the town was intrigued, we had a party for him, i was in the crowed when i heard someone yell"your no lord!" i coughed and looked at the man, only for Lord Skeet to turn his attention to me"are you sick" he asked, all i did was not but my sister spoke up for me"shes dying from cancer, sir, and we dont have the money to help her" all i could do was look down only to feel a hand on my shoulder"if this young woman is not healed in 24 hours, strike me dead" he told to everyone. He smiled down at me, and already interested in his religion"i wanna learn...." i said to him "in 24 hours my memest child" all i did was laugh and nodthe next morning, i went to the doctor, i only expected the worse, but, it had been the best news i had ever gotten,i had been cured.... Skeeter was right, i no longer had to deal with my cancer, he proved me and everyone else wrong.from that day on, i stayed with skeeter, learned about his religion and stuck with him, helping him spread his religion across the world, 

(Written by me)