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 The Holy Ghost (excerpt 1)
 THE HOLY GHOST

By: J. Aquino Cheatem

(Excerpt from the Short Story) 

Mom always walked in my room Sunday morning, 9am. It was business as usual. But I was especially tired that morning. I had been up until 7am looking at internet porn... we had just gotten dial-up! Like clockwork my mother was there to carry out my execution. She seemed a little off this sunday. Like her mind was somehow being consumed. She was extra diligent that I looked good, which was very offensive. She and I both knew all the other children looked like trash pickers. “Hurry, hurry!” She yelled as she rushed me out the door. “Mom! I don't think Jesus is gonna leave the building because we are 5 minutes late!”

Now you must understand at this time my mother had gotten interested in one of those “lively”churches. A church where people spoke in tounges and ran around screaming and crying. They called it being “filled with the Holy Ghost”. Paster Elroy would say “ Nana dookah dookah I rebuke you Satan! Nana dookah dookah in Jesus Name! Rah-loo-loo yum yum. AMEN!”

After lots of begging and even sacrificing my favorite Pog Slammer, my best friend Tawnya agreed to come with me this week. Finally we arrived, and took our usual uncomfortable seats. To my right was Little Johnny who liked to spit and let the snot from his nose drip like a faucet into his mouth. His mother, Sister Wanda was too busy shamelessly flirting with the married Deacon Brown to notice. The same Deacon that had made very extroverted passes at my mother last wednesday night at bible study. On my left shoulder was Tawnya falling asleep. Not noticing Brother Alfred looking up her skirt. And service continued, something about giving yourself to Christ and losing selfish ambition.

The end of service was bitter sweet. I mean anyone in their right mind would look forward to the end of that torture. But its at the end when the church truly comes to life.
Pastor Elroy finally said it, “Bow your heads Brothers and Sisters. Close your eyes and receive THE HOLY GHOST! ...

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    Posted by theinnermonologue on 2009-03-03 03:11:59 | Rating: | Views: 83
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really good stuff
Posted by  kenath68  on 2009-09-12 19:13:42 
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