Forgive Me.

Dear God.You may not remember me. As its been that long.

But,my name is Priscilla Antrode. How are you God?

Anyway,I thought I'd get on my knees and talk,pray 2 you.

I don't get on my knees for everyone you understand,

( just my man).Sorry God,I don't mean 2 speak inappropriately 2 you.

Anyway,I'll carry on. You see,I have a daughter,and all we do is fight.

She's my only child. Her father is no longer alive. He died five years ago.

God. I don't think my daughter likes me.

You see,last week,during yet another fight. She screamed at me

that she hated me. Angry at her,and very hurt. I screamed back-" I wish I never had you,and you were dead.!"

The expression on her face I'll never forget.And that's where you come in God.

You see God,my daughter has ....

Run.

Run. Run.

Away.

Now I'm all alone.

I'll do anything you say God.

I'll change my sinful ways;

I'll stop smoking,

Watch less porn with my man.

And go 2 church much more.

Just as long as you can bring my daughter back 2 me.

I didn't mean what I said 2 her. Not really anyway.

Forgive me God.

I'll do anything you say......

Ok- that's all I have 2 say for now.

Amen..............

.......................

........................ Oh. BTW God......... Oh. Never mind. Goodnight.

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