FLEX FRIDAY💖. DAYS OF FOREST VISITS.

 

CHAPTER 8

      Lola looked at him, she was taken aback by his question. She nodded "Yes, and not just for the sake of it" she said. "Then why do you go?" Steven asked. "I like the fellowship, the talks as the spirit leads, and the Creator too" Lola said gleefully. Steven gave a faint smile so as not to look too serious. "One with a master, one without a master, and one with a totally different kind of master" Steven said, referring to the three of them. Lola was confused, buh for some reason, she was enjoying the talk. "What does that mean?" She asked. Steven looked at her. "Do you have a motto in your church then?" He asked. Lola smiled "Are you christian? You don't seem to know much about how the church works" Lola said. Steven wasn't interested in her talks, all he needed was direct reply to his questions, but he had to be patient, rushing will get him nowhere, still, he had to be saved quick. "You live alone?" Precious turned to Lola. "Yes" Lola replied slowly. "Would you like to come over to my place sometime, we have an issue you might be able to help with, we're kind of both amateurs in this, and we're stranded" Precious said. "Ow" the intenseness of the matter hit Lola. "Okay" she cleared her throat. "We'll meet in school tomorrow then, I don't take the bus home" Precios said to Lola. Lola nodded and looked towards the bus station, a bus just stopped. She gave a little smile "I'll see you guys tomorrow" she said and headed for the bus.

Steven sighed as the two paused walking. Precious looked at him. "Are you fine?" she asked. He nodded quickly "Yes, just fine, thanks for that" he said sincerely. Precious nodded. "Where are you going now?" She asked. "About, I have a book to read further on before I'm been listened on again" Steven said. "Alright, see you tomorrow then" she said. "Be sure to be careful too" Steven replied. Precious smiled faintly and turned to leave.

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     Precious stood up from the bus stop's bench as the bus approached. A few people including Lola came down from the bus. Lola smiled on sighting Precious, she had grown on her even though they hardly ever had simple and playful conversations. "Hey" Lola said, she had a cross bag on her shoulder. "Good morning" Precious greeted with a light smile. "This is more like my first time being picked up at a bus stop" Lola said with a chuckle. "Ohh, I'm yet to have that" Precious replied. "That's wow" Linda laughed. "Where's your house route?" Lola said. "Come on" Precious said and led the way.

     "Alright" Precious turned to Lola as they still kept walking. "There are some things you need to know before you can help, I'm not supppsed to be the one telling you, buh Steven can't either" Precious said. Lola nodded, she didn't understand yet, buh she was listening. "Well, there's this group of people, who aren't totally human, or maybe were once humans and now changed, or maybe put the soul of a human into something they made to control it..." Precious paused for a while. "Ow" Lola was unsure what to respond. Precious continued "...They have some sort of power, some put into a sort of necklace, powers like been able to contain more than a body into a single body, creating ball of light or something with the palms of their hands, disappearing and appearing..." Precious stated her points with breaks inbetween, as if remembering each list one after the other. Lola looked at her, she could definitely call this a joke, buh she knew better than that. First, no one jokes about stuff like that, second, people do joke about stuff like that, buh if Precious was lying, there was something in Lola that would enable her know, and so she believed her. "...I hope this doesn't sound too crazy" Precious chuckled lightly. "It's supposed to, buh there'a a way the world works, so I think it's possible" Lola said. Precious looked at her "How does the world work?" She asked.

      Lola pressed her lips lightly against each other "There's like a struggle for power,  there's the most Powerful Creator, and those who think they can stand against Him if they acquire more power than Him, buh then, their power can never match up to Him, even if thousands of them come together to merge their power, He's still in control. And they always involve humans, because we're the Most Powerful's most priced creation, and He has given all things unto us. It's just like they want Him to regret making us, but He has this Love has Great has His Power, and so He forgives us and empowers us to fight these counterfeit powers" Lola said. Precious listened, she knew about the All Powerful, but not so much, she had heaed of Him, maybe when she was a child, buh since she stopped meeting and associating with a lot of people, she didn't care much about him. 

     Precious nodded. She looked ahead, "That's my house" she said quietly, whatever she heard now had sobered her. "Is that Steven?" Lola asked. Precious nodded "Yh" She said. "Is Steven one of them?" Lola asked slowly, hoping not to annoy Precious. "He was sent to take me with them" Precious nodded a little. "Why?" Lola asked. "My mom was one of them, from what Stevem told me, she, uh, tried to escape, so she joined a church and got married to a christian, buh she didn't tell anyone in the church, she just thought that if she joined, she'ld be left alone automatically" Precious said. "In the past, only those who followed the All Powerful truly were allowed into His temple, buh then, He so much loved that He made all men His Temple, so it's beyond just joining a church building to attend every church day, it's more of a war that can't be fought on our own" Lola said. "I know that now, and all from Steven" Precious said. Lola smiled, Precious smiled a little as reply. "The first step to Salvation was determination and making up your mind" Lola said. Steven was determined.

      "I thought you'd go in" Precious said when they got to Steven. He stood straight and put the small book he was reading into the pocket of his coat. "There's someone in, not your father" Steven said. Precious was surprised. "I don't have any relative or friend,  you don't know who it is?" Precious asked. Steven shrugged "No". "When's your dad returning?" Lola asked. "Not until after two weeks" Precious said. She opened the door "You two can come in, it's my house afterall" Precious shrugged.

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