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I could feel the blade cut into the right arm and I could feel the blood flowing as I carved a cross into it. But just like God sacrificed his only son, I too must suffer. I let the blade slowly come to rest against my left arm and then let its blade carve a cross into it as well. But just like God sacrificed his only son, I too must suffer. The pain that I feel is unbearable, yes, the pain is so unbearable that I can feel it far, far into my soul. But I don't care about the pain that burns in my arms and in my soul, the only thing I care about right now is punishing her for the sins she has committed. I've seen her sneak off to the bar after work, I've watched her come home with bottles full of gin and whiskey, and I've watched her hide behind our house and drink all the bottles of gin and whiskey. It is my job as a priest to put an end to this, it is my job as God's chosen man to punish all sinners. No sinners shall be allowed to enter my house and pester it, I forbid it! God will be