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The priest was my first not Jesus part 2

Updated: Feb 18


When my stepfather came to pick me up, he asked the priest if I was a good boy. The priest looked at me and smile and said yes. My brothers were sitting in the back seat and the youngest one asked me about my first day and I ignore him cause, I was trying to figure out why it feels like I lost something. He asked me again and I told him it was amazing. I explain to him what I learned and told him I’m getting closer to God. In my mind, I was praying to God and asking him for forgiveness because I should not feel weird about the priest.st.st.



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When my stepfather came to pick me up, he asked the priest if I was a good boy. The priest looked at me and smile and said yes. My brothers were sitting in the back seat and the youngest one asked me about my first day and I ignore him cause, I was trying to figure out why it feels like I lost something. He asked me again and I told him it was amazing. I explain him what I learned and told him i’m getting closer to God. In my mind I was praying to God and asking him for forgiveness because I should not feel weird about the priest.



The next weekend, the priest told me that he was going to introduce me to the other boys and that we were going to have Pizza. I never had pizza before and I didn’t have friends so it felt like it was going to be an amazing day. The priest came to pick me up on a bus. In the back seat were 4 boys and in the front next to the priest was one boy that looked a bit older than the rest. On our way to the Pizza hut, I notice that the priest was touching the boy next to him a lot. First his shoulder and then his legs. The priest kept complimenting him about his physic. I could tell that the boy wasn’t feeling comfortable sitting next to the priest. At Pizza hut, the priest told me to come to sit next to him so he can introduce me to the rest. While he was introducing me, he kept rubbing my back. It felt weird to being touched. My parents were not physical so I didn’t know how to react. Then again I thought whatever this is, it can’t be evil. It has to be kindness. To be continued...


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