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Broken Love

The nights were hauling with ghoulish pelts of rain, darkness slowly crept across the small town as the downpour was turning more ferocious, roaring in thunder, glaring in lightning, swilling the vicinity with fright. The roar of my empty stomach... Continue Reading →

“The Little Girl Survived.”

"Get this girl in the car!" I hustled the driver, "She's DYING!" my tone was at the brink of breaking. "We can't." He shook his head in an Indonesian vogue, even his tongue was,"the nearest hospital is to cross the... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #Finale

Three years later, here I was giving this very speech in this very restaurant. "This is my testimony of becoming a pastor." My father stood up abruptly, the stern Taoist being the different one among the other of my relatives, and... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #5

...So Abraham rose early in the morning and saddled his donkey, and took two of his young men with him, and Issac his son; and he split the wood for the burnt offering, and arose and went to the place... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #4

A week past, I was constantly bombarded by the temptation to pick up the bible and read it. I did not touch that thing, I flung it out of the window in the middle of the week when I was... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #3

My bedroom was the best place for me to rest, a man-made heaven. I tossed the book into the corner of the room, I laid down on my bed, and something felt wrong, a hunch, a premonition, but my brain,... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #2

Nam mo om mi to fo. Nam mo om mi to fo. I bent down on my knees, in front of the idols sculpted by humans, three humongous statues sat solemnly in front of me in an eternal earthly repose. Their... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #1

Now it came to pass after these things that God tested Abraham, and said to him, Abraham!" And he said, "here I am." Then he said, "take your son, your only son, Issac, whom you love, and go to the... Continue Reading →

ATM FLAWED (A Sadistic Torture Case) #2

Calling for help was not an option, surviving was my only choice, hoping that one of the officers would saunter into our dorms, and do the checking, my mouth would be sealed if I shouted. They were getting reckless, they... Continue Reading →

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