In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth; man and creature lived together. Due to man’s barbaric instincts, they began to hunt down the creatures, killing them off. This was the start of a fatal hundred year war between man and creature. Every day there would be a bloodbath, leaving casualties on both sides. Women and children of all species went into hiding.
When I was born, I was born into a family very different from others. I was born into a Christian family, but not just any Christian family. No, I was a pastor’s kid. My grandfather, whom I call Poppy, is the pastor of a little church in Alabama called Agape Christian Fellowship. My parents got married young, which was quite shocking to my mom’s parents. They believed that they were way too young to get married, but they allowed it. As soon as my mom graduated high school, they got married. They didn’t plan on having any kids until they had both finished college, but some medicine my mom was taking counteracted her birth control, so a year after my parents got married, I was born. On the day my mom and I were released from the hospital, it was a Sunday. On that beautiful Sunday morning, guess where I went before I even got to view my own home. If you guessed church, then you’re correct. Most everyone in the church had been there for years; they’d all seen my mom grow up, so they wanted to see her precious little baby, me, so badly that it couldn’t wait until Wednesday night.
Mascara stained tears tearing me apart;