Alice to zeal

Daily  Prompt: A to Z

Create a short story, piece of memoir, or epic poem that is 26 sentences long, in which the first sentence begins with “A” and each sentence thereafter begins with the next letter of the alphabet.


Alice believed there was a god.

But she did not believe in religion.

Churches were places she never wanted to have to go back to again.

Devoted nuns that made her life hell did not make her want to go to heaven.

Every time she thought of her boarding school days she turned cold.

For her memories of those days were something she deeply wanted to forget.

God had not been on her side or on that of the weaker girls.

Holy ghosts and devils were the fodder of her daily nightmares.

Indoctrination was hard to overcome even after all these years.

‘Just to be free that’s all I want’, she used to say.

Katie tried to help her but she could not understand how the stories of Alice’s childhood had taken hold of her psyche.

Letting go of the fear of sin and retribution was hard to do.

Martyrs and saints were slowly purged from her day to day.

No one could persuade her to pray anymore.

Only by stopping the rituals and banning the lexicon would she be able to find the freedom she craved.

Purgatory, heaven and hell no longer have a hold on her.

Quotes from the holy book, are slowly forgotten.

Religion becomes a theory not the truth.

Still those around her try to convince her of the error of her ways.

Traveling the world helps expand her mind as she meets people with different beliefs (or none at all).

Undeterred she now looks for earthly rather than spiritual gratification.

Virtues and vices do not define her.

Worlds apart from her beginnings, Alice is at last able to stop the fears.

Xenophobic is almost how she feels now towards the culture of worship.

Yet she knows she cannot replace fear with hatred.

Zeal no longer has a place in her life.


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