Radical Ron mini-horror story : " When I was seven years old I met God "

The Lord of the Flies When I was seven years old I met God. It was on a Good Friday afternoon, I remember it all very well. Being a pious youth I made a visit to the old Cathedral in downtown Providence. It was very dark and gloomy in the Church - illuminated only by dim candle light. I had the habit even then of wishing to be alone with God in a dark Church. I looked up at the crucified Christ, I heard in my mind's ear the terrible words : " My God, My God why have you forsaken me ? " A monk wearing a black robe approached me in Cathedral Square. " My son , my son YOU are ready to see the DIVINE FACE. Come with me. Be not afraid for HE is with you until the end of time." We want down into the part of the Cathedral that was completely underground. We took an elevator to the bottom floor. The black robed monk escorted me into a candle lit chambers where a man whose head was covered by a veil sat at desk .I sat before HIM . The monk escort quietly left the chamber, " Few are worthy to see the DIVINE FACE , " God said. " But you are the true spiritual type. I will reveal myself to you my son . And you will leave my presence ready to proclaim me to all mankind. " HE pulled off his veil . A hideous sight ! " I am the lord of the flies . He who believes in the Flies Head shall never know DEATH. He held out a dreadful claw with an emerald ring on it. " Kiss the STONE OF IMMORTALITY ! " In horror I fled from the DIVINE FACE." Dominus vobiscum ", laughed the black robed monk as I ran for the stairway exit to Empire Street. I wish I could say this was a nightmare, I wish, I wish.