The Fate of St. Liliane by Kali Osakwe, age 12 Once very long ago there was a woman by the name of St. Liliane. She was a highly respected saint in the church and in the town, but rumor began to spread that the saint was practicing dark magic behind the church’s back and people began to fear her. One day her niece and closest living relative paid her a visit in a sobbing stuttering mess. Once the saint could finally calm her niece down and get a real sentence out of her the girl revealed that her childhood sweetheart and now husband had been having an affair with another woman. The St. told the girl to wait four days in her house and that her auntie would do the rest. That night the Saint concocted a curse in a bottle to give to the girl’s husband revenge. On the third day the St. started her journey to her niece’s house but she was stopped by an angry mob, led by the church’s pastor. “So the rumors are true you are a witch.” he yelled, the St.’s face was black with rage. “So this is how I can be paid. After everything I’ve done for all of you. I vow from this day forward I will haunt this church, curse despair upon all of you!” she yelled as she drank the curse. For a moment nothing happened . . . until she suddenly started writhing on the floor in pain. Two scaly wings shot out of her back, her bones began to break and she let out a blood curdling scream. Her skin searingly busted at the seams, revealing something glowy and lumpy with blood shot eyes. In a flash it quickly flew inside the church but not before taking the pastor with it. No one goes inside that church. I wonder why? The End
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