"I was soon labeled by her a variety of evil on par with, if not higher than, Satan. There were days when she made me say prayers nearly every hour, but instead of asking anything of God, I would get on my knees and listen to the sounds the house made. I imagined that I was the god of the objects, and they were making prayers to me in their alien tongues."
I like this girl.
— Sep 05, 2012 06:23PM
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