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Submitted to Contest #315
I never believed in God as a child. In fact, I would sit idly, fantasising about the crack in my grandmother’s living room ceiling, wanting it to split open and cave in. I would picture the plaster crumbling over, breaking as many bones in my little body as possible. Just so she could stop boring me about this religious bloke who, apparently, was the best thing since sliced bread. She would try to educate me on all the healing he had done in the world, and all the wonderful things he had planned for my future. Unfortunately for her, it went ...
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