Sin No More by Stefan Lear Page B

of an average man's. I realized that
the Morning Star had deceived me.
    The beast spoke to me. He told me that
what he wanted was a child. The son of the devil could only be born
out of sin – a sin I was tricked into committing. He had taken
great pleasure in persuading me to veer from a righteous
path.
    Realizing what had happened, I begged
him to get rid of it. He just laughed with that vicious hellhound
sound. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from my bedroom. What
was left behind was the lingering smell of sulfur in the air to
remind me of his presence, and of the deception that had led to my
sin.
     

That was three months ago. Momma and Daddy have moved me into
my own apartment. Momma comes to visit me every day except Sunday.
I think she doesn’t come to visit on that day because her and Daddy
are at church praying for my soul. I’ve been worried about the
church members, and how I’m going to hide my belly from them once I
start to show.
    I'll admit at times that I’ve been
tempted to head down to the clinic and get the demon’s seed
removed. However, I made a promise to God that I would never sin
again. I still believe that his grace will get me through
this.
    I’m not one of those whores. I won't
take the easy way out. I refuse. This is God's test for me, and I
won’t take the bait. I know that I’m part of God’s plan. I’m just
not sure what my part is. As long as there is a child inside of me,
it’s safe. Even if I’m harboring a child of the devil.