Showing posts with label i was treated so well by those cultists that they called me their prince. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 11, 2012

it is time

what time is it? time to tell my backstory. time to tell how i became...dun dun dun...whitelight!

i was born in pennsylvania, in the western part of the city of philadelphia. oh, philadelphia, how i hated thee. such  horridness, such mocking at school, and at the playground. it was when i was but a child, when i was just trying to do as children do and relax and play a round of basketball, when i was beset upon by a couple of thugs, who were certainly up to no good. we got into a tussle and, i am not proud to say, i lost that battle. my mother, fearing for my continued safety, insisted on sending me to my aunt and uncle.

my aunt and uncle turned out, of course, to be cultists that tried to sacrifice me to their slender god.

and that was just the beginning of how my life was flipped and turned upside-down.