Resist

I couldn't help but close my eyes and give my imagination free rein; after a while of meandering through green and fertile biblical scenery, an enormous chasm of fire split the earth in two, unleashing chaos on earth, pitilessly exterminating man and beast alike.

They all fell to the eternal hellfire of damnation and, all the while, a wrathful, deep voice condemned all of existence from the heavens, reminding us all of our mortality and sinfulness.

Will you be strong enough to save yourself and your peers when the time comes, Layla?

Asked the same funny voice I heard before. After indulging my imagination for a while without carrying for the time, I noticed it was getting late for me to attend the next gathering at the chapel with my sisters and Father Martín.

After breathlessly reaching the chapel I sat with the rest of my sisters in one of the front rows. I tried to pay attention to the sermon delivered by Father Martín, but sometimes my eyes would close of their own volition. Some of my sisters gave me meaningful looks, and I felt mortified by their judgement.

In the end, I managed to stay awake until it was my turn for confession. Once there, I contemplated what I should tell Father. The truth was that I was embarrassed by what went through my mind at times, and I had no idea how to express myself. But I had to try...

Father Martín: Please, child. Feel free to talk to me. I will help you in any way I can