May 7, 2011

Interrogation

Ok, one more time. Where are you going?
R: Into 'missions' (high catholics travel sometimes around the world to convert people into catholicism, focusing in the poblations of less oportunities who search for hope, and a help in work).

Where?
R: U.S.A.

Why there?
R: Got 'orders' (they understanded what I  meant, somehow)

/(Stare)
R:(Stare)...

Ok, do whatever you want, just dont waste your time
R: I wont...

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BUT, WHY PROTESTANTS?!   (all americans are 'protestants' to them)
R:(surprised at the rise in tone) ...is not exactly for them. But still, dont some of them believe in our Lord too? They are loved by Him too. As everyone. So He just wants to protect them. And I must go, to serve Him in that.

...
Stare
R:Stare

(Yes, my family and fraternity hates you all... Not very proud of that actually)
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So, it is official, going to hell, -I mean America...

Actually it was a hard decission, leaving everything..

This night I saw the girl I love. She kissed me in the cheek, I hugged her, just a simple greeting. We talk about what we would do in summer. Well certainly I cant say Exterminate a Blasphemer dimensional monster...

We talk and talk, until I was about to ask her if she wanted something serious with me.
She is just great. There is always joy in her voice, althought she acts with seriousness. She is smart, wise and  is a easy person to talk with. She is cute, and I always loved the way she gracefully moves.

In our fraternity we are not allowed to have a relationship until we leave our parents home, and we are underage, so it would be a hidden relation.
Because of that, I got pretty nervious at the moment, wandering how she would react. I reunited all the valor in me to say it..
.
...But something made me shut up. ''What are you thinking?! you will probably die in some months, How would she feel if you die? Or worse, what if Blasphemer...        ....'' I thought. Prefering to do not finish the idea.

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I didnt even said goodbye to her. Just dissapered from there, and went home for my parent's interview. Luckily she was busy with other sisters, or she would get mad at me because I didnt kiss off.

My Lord...

Now I feel awfull for that. Hope I could see her again before I depart this Sunday..

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Apparently I cant pass the frontier with a one meter sword in my belongings. Will need to do a 4 hours check line for that. Oh please, give a break!

2 comments:

  1. Keiken. You and I need to meet and discuss your mission. If you want, I'll meet you at the airport and bring you to the Hospital.

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  2. I would like to. Which is your area? Here is my gmail: VerbumDei7@gmail.com

    However, if it is too away from here...

    Currently, I'm in a migration office, getting my papers. It is easy for me since I look like the son of some North American (actually, I think that is somehow racist. One quater of my family is Latin, and those cops arent that nice with them. No even a bit.)

    The line is so long between each document that I can write on this. Stealing in revenge the inthernet from the migration office..

    THREE HOURS MAKING DOCUMENTS AND LINES!!!!!

    I'm tired already..

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