Demon Priest

The meeting

I'm on my way to church as usual. We are apparently getting a new priest. The last one died of old age so tragic. As usual church starts at 9 am exact. If you are late it is fine if you don't make a scene when entering. Me and my mom sit down next to the Rogers. They have one daughter and one son. We make small talk and the church he'll rings indicating to take out the bibles and flip to the last verse we left off of.

Our new priest walks in and I feel as if something is off. He looks so young and- I just can't put my finger on it. He looks not as a human. He then make direct eye contact with me and a shiver goes down my spine. He looks away and continues. He introduces him self and tells a little bit about him. I ignore the funny feeling and we begin.

Afterwards is the little chat as always, we discuss what we feel about what we have learned. I never quite discuss how I feel about the bible because I'm starting to think that God isn't real. The new priest stays inside the church and we all walk out.  My family and I meet up with the Rogers and discuss about what we learned. At this point everyone is outside and sharing and laughing.

The Sisters and Mothers walk by and we all say hello. One of the newer Nuns glared at me and I don't know why. I want to tell the new priest about my sins and my beliefs at the moment. I tell my mother that I'm going into the church and have a small conversation with him. She lets me go and I walk in.

I walk inside and I immediately see the priest talking with then nuns. I wait quietly for them to finish up their conversation. After about five minutes the nuns start to leave and I go up to him.

"Um...Father?* (I don't go to church so bare with me -Author)
" Yes"
"May I c-confess something and h-have a word with you?" 
"Oh yes come to the back, we have a small lounge their just for this."

As he takes me back a long hallway it grows darker and darker and darker. We finally reached the end and he opens the door with a key that looks very old. He lets me in and it is lit by candles. Only two chairs in a small room. We sit down at the chairs. He gets a small note pad and a pen.

"What is your name?"
" Y/n"
"Ah yes"
He writes down my name and and something else that almost looks foreign.

"So what do you want to confess?"