I had been to Mother Maggie's office before, but this time around, her office was more silent than usual as I stepped inside. On the director seat sat Mother Maggie, and two gentlemen sat on the two cushions in her front. And three cups of hot tea were placed in front of each of them. All eyes darted at me as I walked inside, and the two gentlemen grinned among themselves. "Welcome, Ugly-face. Meet Mr Cameron and his spouse. They want to adopt you as their son," Mother Maggie announced, picked up her cup of tea, sipped it and then let out, "I hope you will be a good child and won't give them any reason to regret this decision." Mr Cameron was a tall and huge man with a chest as wide as a barrel. He is dressed in an impeccable white suit and pants, and he turned towards me with a fixed smile and let out, "hello, young man. How are you?" I ignored him, hissed and blink my eyes rapidly. "I thought you said he can talk?" Cameron asked with a confused look. "Yes, I can," I answered
After my failed adoption plan, I was ignored by the nuns and Mother Maggie, and I was left alone to whimper in nervousness. My fear was my incoming task, and the fear of this unknown seemed to be robbing me of my joy. At last, Alice notices my sad mood, and she sat close to my cot and peeked into my face."You have been quiet for the while. Are you sick?"I shake my head sideways to signify no, glanced at Alice's homely face and close my eyes feigning to be dozing. "I know you are not sleeping, Ugly-face. You can talk to me, you know?"I know I can talk to Alice. She had been nothing but friendly to me since I arrived at this orphanage home. Yet still, my predicament is the one that I had to solve in silence. I mean, how will I explain to her that I was reincarnated, and needed to achieve some task to stay alive and escape hell?"I am talking to you, Ugly-face.""I'm okay.""You are not.""I want to be left alone," I muttered when Alice keeps bothering me, and I frown my face as she
For the second time in my short moment in life, my loud cry saves me from Jack's hand. Or to be precise, the ability to hear from far save me from the cold hand of this second death.When I opened my mouth and cried out in a loud voice, all the birds left their nests, and the insects became silent. As for the nuns and children in the playground, their eyes darted towards me as I shrieked at the sight of Jack who is sneaking on me with a big stick in his hand."Shh! Ugly face. I am not here to harm you," Jack mumbled and quickly throw the stick in his hand away, and then take another step closer.'AHH!'When I cried louder, Jack looked around, saw someone scurrying closer to us, and he quickly turned and disappeared into the forest.Alice was the first to reach my side, and she carry me and peered all over my body, and then cleaned the tears rolling down my face.Alicia raced closer, peered all over my body in search of a wound or cut, and then ask after, "why did you make such horribl
The chapel was more silent than the last time I visited here, and Alice and Alicia hold my two hands and dragged me towards some chairs that were arranged close to the partition made for the presiding father. "Let's seat here and wait for Betty to finish her confession," Alice announced, carried me up and placed my buttocks on the wooden benches, and the two ladies sat at my two sides. "Her confession is taking longer time than necessary," Alicia mumbled. "Her sins are many. That's quite expected," I growled out with impatience. "Don't be mean, Ugly-face. You are not God and not in the position to call someone a sinner or a Saint," Alice let out. "But I am right.""Shh! Betty is done with her confession. It's now your turn.""You guys won't go with me?"Alice shakes her head sideways and answered back, "no, Ugly-face. Confession is a personal issue. And it's between you, God and father... Please, excuse us.""I have never done confession before. What is expected of me?""Confess
Jack called that he was sick and won't be able to come for his night duty, and that was the last we will hear of that tall, sneaky, son of a gun. But because the harm is already done, I treated everyone with suspicion. And except for Alice, they all in return avoid me like a plague. As for me, I have no time to bemoan my loneliness, and the threat of death and hell is all I think about.If I failed to achieve my almost impossible aim, I will soon be back in the judgment room, then straight to hell fire. Unfortunately for me, I didn't attend any religious gatherings during my previous time on earth, and the fear of the unknown is the greatest on my mind. What did hell look like? Is it a place for torment, pains, cries and anguish, or a state of forever rest?I have no idea, I have never been there. Nor I'm I ready to find out. Lost in my thought, I was unaware of Alice as she glare at me, and it was when she touch my right arm that I jerk to consciousness."What is wrong with you,
After several visits to Mother Maggie's office, the place seemed to have lost its sacredness to me. Nevertheless, the volume of my new crime made me gape at the wooden door as I knocked on it. "Come inside," Mother Maggie's voice boomed from the closed door. The inside was exactly the way I last saw it, dimly light, with several grey colour chairs and an old flat-screen TV. Eight eyes gawked at me as I walked closer. So I sighed and sat on a seat some steps away. Two among the eight eyes seemed to be curious, while the remaining six were filled with resentment against me. And without being told, I understand that Alice is the only one that will favour me among the juries that will be deciding my fate. "What did you have to say about the desecration you committed on this holy ground," Mother Maggie asked."What desecration are you talking about?" I asked back, looking as innocent as I can. "You were caught kissing someone a minute ago... Why did you commit such an abominable act
The breeze that lured me to unconsciousness soon pulled me back, and I woke up before daybreak.As soon as consciousness dawn on me, so also the remembrance of the impossible task ahead. If I was caught at my first trial, then the best thing to do is to look for another means to achieve my target. Knowing is only a fool that will keep doing the same thing and expect a different result, my mind only dwells on a new and better way, and not on on the previous idea. And I was able to formulate some plans in an hour of deep thinking.The truth is, nothing is absolute when it comes to human plans. Nevertheless, having a plan in place is enough reason for me to be happy. All I need now is luck from some benevolence gods. Unlike my previous plan, this new plan of mine will allow me the chance to achieve my target once and for all, and if I failed, then I will know that I was destined for hell and its pains. To achieve my aim, I need to commit an offence that will be so grave enough that
They were both dressed in a black rope, white and large overall gown and a large turban adorned their heads. With the big cross with a crucified Christ on their chest, they looked like the ancient roman religious scourge.They are the exorcists and I am sure they were here for exorcism. "What's wrong, Jasmine?" Alice who seemed to sense my immediate anxiety gawked at me. "Can't you see those two mean-looking men?.. They are here for me, aren't they?" "Yes. But you don't need to be scared. They were only here to deliver you from the demonic power in you." "Did you already know about this?" I asked with a disappointed look and then hissed when Alice admit that she was aware of the plan. "I am sorry, Jasmine. Mother Maggie made me swear that I will never tell you." "You believe I am possessed, don't you?" "I dont know what to believe anymore," Alice let out. She held my tiny right palm and dragged me towards the exorcists at the front of the altar. "You betray the trust I had