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Ordinary Time: A Short Story
Today was Sunday, and like any other normal Sunday I went to church, and like most teenagers I don’t like going to church. I mean, I should at least pay attention in church, but I don’t and I feel kind of bad for that, but that’s just me. “Today, on this third Sunday of Ordinary time, our lord Jesus Christ…” the priest said in a monotone voice. I sit there, on the pew, half asleep. My friend, Peter, flicked my forehead and whispered, “Yo sleepyhead, you know you’re not supposed to be falling asleep right?” “Of course I know!” I whispered to him. He just rolled his eyes and leaned back, I did the same. And after what felt like a year, church finally ended. “Church took forever! I swear I was going to die in there. I would be totally fine …show more content…
A second went by, then a minute. “Hey Peter, did you hear me? I turned around and saw Peter lying on the ground. “PETER!” as I tried to get closer to him, a figure appeared right in front of me, and touched my forehead with their ash gray pointer finger, and everything turned white. As soon as I could see color again, the scenery was completely different. I was in a vast field of wild flowers, and in the middle of the field I saw a man with light brown hair, and a very tan skin tone. Looking at him made my heart flutter, he was extremely handsome. “Um, excuse me,” I said to the mysterious handsome man, “Do you perhaps know where we are right now?” the man turned his face towards me, and I noticed something strange about him, he had one gold eye, and his other one was sliver. The man blinked a couple times before he answered me. “Well you’re dead, aren’t you? This is purgatory, the place where souls go in order to cleanse their sins, and I am Horus the angel that guards this place.” I gave him a puzzled look. “Yes, I know that Horus is one of the Egyptian gods, but that’s actually not true. An Egyptian was once lucky enough to escape purgatory, and that’s how Horus the Egyptian god came to be. And those crazy Egyptians came up with these “real” stories,” Horus made the quotation symbols in the air, “about me, and gave me a family of gods. Which is totally crazy. I mean, does it look like I have family here, in purgatory? …show more content…
“You can’t go home, the place that you’re aiming for is heaven.” Horus points up, and I saw a city of white, sparkling and gleaming in the sunlight. I just stood there flabbergasted. “Once you reach heaven you don’t want to go back down to Earth. I can guarantee you that.” I just nodded my head, and started to walk away from him. As I scanned the field of wild flowers I saw a purple portal next to a red portal. The red Portal had dragon skulls and bones near the base, while the purple one had nothing growing near its base. Being the adventurous person I am, I decided to go through the red portal, even though it seems like I will have to walk through fire if I were to pass through the portal. I looked back at Horus he seemed to be preoccupied, looking at a book. I squinted, and realized that he was reading a book on ancient Egypt mythology. I gave a small chuckle, Horus is such a funny guy, and I knew he liked being exalted back in ancient Egypt. I turned my attention back to the red portal. I stood their examining the fiery portal of death, which seemed to be luring me in. I looked back at Horus once more to find him staring right at me. I immediately looked away from him and started springing towards the red portal. “Kaylynn don’t you dare pass through that portal, if you do then you’ll go to Hell!” too late, I was already through the portal, and I was swimming in a pool of red. I was scared, if Horus said the red

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