{Y I dnt like church}

 Hi Gents

Well this I a personal topic too me,so let me give u the opportunity to understand Y!

My father is Christian,a Seventh-Day Adventist to be frank.My mother,she’s a Methodist.Growing up Church wasn’t a very serious espect in our lives as it should have been I dnt deny,But it wasn’t.

Recently my father started goin back to church and had us tag along(My mother,sister,brother,aunt and I),at first it was a choice then down the line gradually it became FORCE,verbally and physically.That didn’t matter then because I was all Born again and all,but as all Christians do I back slided(Yeah yeah judge me too ma face).

I no longer felt up too goin to church nor wakin up in the mornin’s and makin up excuses that I had projests and all.This is because this church The Seventh-Day Adventist church they attend church on Saturday not Sunday(If u dnt undertand just leave a comment and Il blog on it) from 9am-6pm every Satuday.On top of this I had to attend prayer meetins every Wednesdays and Fridays from 6pm-9pm.As one would say these are outrageous times especially a school child.I started “rebelling” when I proposed one Wednesday evening that I had plenty of homework,I was told “If you don’t come with us get out of my house and il lock it”,so they did and I stayed outside with Buma for more than 3hours,this was very harsh as it was winter.

I couldn’t afford “rebelling” against church because it was cold and pure torture.Somedays I weep but only to be comforted with threats of being beaten.I had no choice when my fathers voice rung in my head,”As long as u live in my house u will attend church”.So ever since Ive been livin this hell on earth.I informed them that what they doin to me only turning me against church and anything that has to do with it.THEY DNT CARE.This is when the rebellion starts,yeah goin da whole way.

Like this morning for instance,as I slept I was woken up by the thumping of my father’s fist on my door tellin me to wake up!Naturally I ignored his commands,and mumbled that I would awake momentarily.Kowing that I would not.As usual he called his wife on me,as he cannot speak for himself.Its kind of a good cop bad cop thang,my father acts as the good cop while my mother acts as the bad cop.As the Bad cop my mother is the one who throws the threats and so on,she really goes all out on my door,she Krumps on it I swear.

When told to get up I have to my advantage that my brother or my mother’s half neice(my half cousin,although I’ve disowned he years ago) are currently occupying the bathroom.Yet sh still screams that I should wake up,for what reason I have no fucken idea!After the toilet was no longer occupied there were no excuses left so I went over to the bathroom.Then this is mytime to shine!1 more attempt to make sure they leave me I literally take a 1hr bath(threats to hurry up included).By the time I step outside that bathroom their gotne.MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!

But there’s a problem,when this happens my mother locks up all the bedrooms,the house and the gate to make sure the cold punishes me,and so it does.Luckily the t.v room can’t be locked so I watch t.v until they get back at 6pm and I make myself something to eat.All is well as long as im not there.Il survive anything to ditch church(Do u now see what this have come to,I literally repel church).LOL the classic is when my mother gets home with her husband and the rest of the fucks I ask em…”So how was church”?