Crossing over (pt 5)
What I was doing calling to God after ditching him all these years, I had no idea. With the thoughts jumbling in my mind, I fought the stranger. Well, I attempted to fight, if you can even call it that. But he interrupted my pathetic attempt with his soothing voice, “It’s alright. Don’t fight it. I’m here. It’s ok. Don’t be afraid.â? My body fell limp into his arms, immediately believing his words.
For the first time, I looked up at him, not recognizing his face at all. “Who are you? What do you want from me?â?
“Don’t worry about who I am. You’ll find out soon. Just know that I’m here to help you and that I won’t hurt you,â? he replied.