Contradiction

A Story by Avesyth

All my life I had trouble accepting things unless they were fact,and in my religious family there wasn't much of that at all.

All my life I had trouble accepting things unless they were fact,and in my religious family there wasn't much of that at all. I had a mind to escape as soon as I realized what I had been thrown into,but as an eight year old the only escape I could afford was reading,and i had guessed the only book my family ever read was the bible. I was expected to read it as well,of course,only i told them i would after i finished the God Delusion. It was one of those condemned books,that the church would say is bad for your mind. My mother was a strong supporter of that and her disappointment was only motivation for me to read every banned book i could get my hands on. I got a thrill from contradiction,a sense of power from arguing,and my family and I argued often. Of course,it wasn't just my family,the whole damned town was on the same page,on the same sentence. They were all boring people who were just as offended when someone would disagree with them which never happened that often anyway since none of them left West Bank. They were content with the simple life they lead but i craved so much more.