Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Tiny Tales Tuesday: The Church

So, first, let me apologize for there being no blog post yesterday. I was suffering from a migraine, and never got one written down. Which is really too bad, because I had some exciting stuff I wanted to talk to you all about. Still, that will wait until tomorrow.

Today, it's time for Tiny Tales Tuesday!

The below story is a dramatization of an actual event from my life. It was a fun trip down memory lane writing this. I hope it's enjoyable to you, as well.

The Church

It happened about three decades ago. Yes, that long. I can still remember it like it was yesterday, though.

There it stood, the empty church. I know now, of course, that it wasn’t abandoned as we thought then, but that it was going through renovations. But we were kids, in elementary school. To us, it was abandoned. And not just abandoned, haunted. And it stood just on the other side of the wire fence, across the grass field behind our school.

My two friends and I stared at it. We’d been talking about the building for weeks now. It’s tall spires and dark interior and smashed out windows beckoning to us. We could even see the cobwebs from here. This place called to us, and that call sent shivers down our spines. Well, mine, anyway. Derik didn’t fear anything, standing there in his Fonzy-like leather jacket. He looked at me, and I shook my head, seeing the twinkle in his eyes.

“Yes,” he said.

I looked to Chris, our other friend, who shared my name, for support. Surely, he would see reason.

“Yes?” he said.

“Today,” Derik said, smiling, “We go in.”

“Oh,” Chris said. He turned to look back at me, and I shook my head. I was terrified, I could see the ghosts of dead priests waving their bibles at me and the hell fire that would consume me if I entered an abandoned church was behind them, in the broken window. I didn’t want to go there. But Chris wanted to be everything that Derik was. So he straightened up, narrowed his eyes and looked back towards the church.

“Today,” he repeated, and took a step forward. “We go in.”

I just knew I was going to hell for this.


  1. Great story :) Glad your feeling better, migraines can be horrible.

  2. Hey, thanks! Yeah, migraines are tough, I don't get them very often anymore, thank God.