Baptism
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These people don't seem to be to bad. Nice hospital! Mom has some great perfume on and dad looks pretty respectable. I've been in the new house for a couple of weeks now and things couldn't be better. Not like that hot dank womb. Blah.
They've been excited these past couple of days, something about a christening. Boy I can't wait. They get excited when I eat something so who knows what this is going to be like. It must be great because every time they talk about it a gleam of pride strikes my parents eyes.
Well anyway, today is the big day. They’re all dressed up. Mom looks quite dashing and words do not suit my father. They’re starting to get nervous. They’re bundling me up in something. Oh boy here we go!
Look at all these people here. Just for me. This must be some sort of special ceremony because everyone is dressed up. Everyone expect the man with the robe on. What does he think this is a brothel? Ooooh, a brothel! Maybe not, considering my parents are here and they don't do that sort of thing.
The guy in the robe is talking. He must be pretty important because everyone is paying attention but I think he's silly. He's talking about accepting something from this guy named god. Now he's talking about rejecting things. Boy they have a lot of rules here. Where is this god fellow anyway.
We approach. This is it. Boy, look at this alter. Statues all around, and those pretty colored windows. Yuck, the guy in the robe just spat on me. Brush your teeth. They’re getting ready. My mom and pop are really excited. They've even got two other people up there to help. Boy am I special or what. Here we go.
The priest pours the holy water on the baby after he makes a sign of the cross on the baby’s head. The water cascades down the baby’s face and into his mouth. The child chokes and begins to cry. The ritual is repeated. The parents, Godparents, and priest have smiles on their faces. The baby is held up to the congregation.
What the hell are you putting on my head? It smells awful and is burning my skin. Oh good he's going to wash it off with water. Geez that looks like a bit too much. Don't you think..... augh.. spit..spit.. What they heck, you trying to drown me. I told you there was too much water. Not again! HELP! Why isn't anyone stopping these sadists? They’re even smiling. HELP!
They’re all in on it. Is this their idea of fun? Look, they’re holding me up so everyone can see my miser. Everyone has those smug smiles on their faces. Those smiles screaming. We can do what ever we want with you. You have no say in the matter and when you get old enough to it will be too late
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