I was born into Christanity when I was baptized as a young child. I attended church since the age of six, read the bible, and prayed. In spite of all of this, I was not accepting Jesus at all. I distanced myself from him, and became pronged to listening more to the devil. I have sinned a lot from lying to my parents, hitting people, and has stole items from stores across state lines. For now, I have not been caught, but when I made bad decisions, I did not think it would be breaking a criminal law.
Then, one day, I was walking home from school and in my clad pants, dress shoes, and especially in my t-shirt. It was just an ordinary day with no sign of any kind of trouble, but something was not right. Normally, I walked with my friends, but because of my attitude and behavior, they did not walk with me that day. I crossed over the street and got lost, as I stumbled upon an unfamaliar road, and rather then ask anyone, I decided to take it. I was walking with my arms swinging, when all of a sudden, I was grabbed from behind and shoveled to the ground. A hard slap across my head made me weak and feeble. I just braced myself for what was about to happen. I felt cold metal handcuffs being applied to my wrist. Someone pushed me towards a white and red van, and foricibly put me inside the van. I was exhausted from eight hours of school, that I did not had the energy to fight back.
The van drove away just as my ankles was tied together, and I was gagged with a linen cloth and blindfolded with a pinata cloth. I did not know where I was in the midst of the crisis, as the van continued to drive. I felt scared and thought prehaps it was a punishment for my sins.
Then, the van came to a grinding stop, and I was picked up and carried. I did not know where I was, but I heard chatter from within. There was people saying, this boy had been bad and should be thrown into hot lava, and some suggested that he should be chained to a wall securely till the day he died. I did not know if they were referring to me, or talking about someone else, but tears rolled down my checks. I did not wanted to die on this day, especially on the first day of school. I thought about how my parents would feel the next day, reading the paper about my young death at 12 yrs, or how my friends would be saddened by the loss of their friend who tried to make them honorable citizens of America. I thought it was going to be worse for my relatives, who lived in England and did not had a chance to see me yet.
Well, after a while, my blindfold was removed, and I realized that I was inside a church. My restraints was removed, but I was not allowed to go anywhere. Guards with carbine rifles blocked all exits in case I tried to escape. There was a pastor on the podium in the center of the room, and he asked me to step forward. I nervously went up there, not knowing what to expect. He was in his mid-thirties with his well suit with tie, and formal jeans. He asked me to put my hands on a bible and close my eyes. I did, but all of a sudden, he stopped saying anything. I felt my body drift into the air on its own without any help. Purple energy strains wrapped around my wrists and ankles. Thus, I was suspended and to make it worse, I could not feel an inch of my body. Then, the unexpected happened. I became blind as a purple flash hindered me. My body went inside a chamber and it was sealed tight shortly afterwards. A red gag formed as a cleave gag around my mouth. The chamber started to move slightly to the right until it stopped. I felt the chamber being lowered down and it crashed onto something that felt soft yet prickly.
I was not happy as my body just seemed to have a life of its own. Without any explanation, I felt water being poured into my chamber. I was having difficulties breathing, but a fresh pocket of air kept me alive. Water filled the entire chamber till I felt completly submerged. I was being baptized, but it was far different then anything I had experienced before. Another set of water was piled on top of the other one. I felt my feet becoming slightly thinner, and I soon realized the full extent of my restraints. My hands became shorter, and I felt my mouth clench tight. I was turning into a fish and there was nothing I could do about it.
To Be Continued.