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Submitted to Contest #278
The Churchgoer ran up the stairs in a feverish haste. The church with all its ancient stairs and crosses of the Lord Almighty, loomed above him as if it knew what weighed upon his heart. The churchgoer ran through the doors, the echo of his stitacco footsteps filled the empty church. “Father! Father please! I need to confess!” He called out, not having any care for how loud his desperation rang through the long cold halls. The Churchgoer saw candles tenderly glowing by the altar, the only sign of life in the church, he knew someone was here,...
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