Checkmate
By Ms. Kinnikufan
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
God? I fear that God is not a deity, but merely a means of control. By control, I mean by the ones who are in power.
Master Sunshine (though I still harbor some sort of affection for him) used God as a means of controlling me and fellow nightmare, Tyrranoclaw.
He told us God was watching our every move and that if we over disobeyed him (Sunshine), that God (in his Almighty glory) would strike us dead with a bolt of lightning.
As thou may have guessed, this filled our little minds with constant terror and stress.
Tyrranoclaw started constantly wetting his pants because he didn't want God to see him pee.
'Twas most fortunate that we did not share the same futon.
Tyrranoclaw also stopped bathing for a while because he didn't want God to see him naked. His odor was most rank, indeed!
Then Master Sunshine shoved him into a washing machine and put it on "Extreme Spin".
Tyrranoclaw then figured out that God seeing him naked was better then risking another ride in the "Extreme Spin" cycle.
That reminds me, I wonder how Tyrranoclaw is doing in the sanitarium?
I hath progressed since childhood. God is no longer a feeling of terror. He's not really there at all.
This I do know: whatever I shall choose to believe in the future, it shall be for healthy reason, not fear.
Author's note: I think I under did Checkmate's accent. His dialect is really hard to do "just right", I either overdo or under do it.