Thursday, April 5, 2012

A-Z Blog Challenge "E" Exorcism

Day five and the letter "E" for the A-Z Blog Challenge. If this is your first time here, my A-Z challenge is based on Urban Legends, and follows the life of a small town Nevada reporter, Adele.
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Adele's story continues...A lot of folks around here pride themselves on being good, solid, God-fearing people. I'm not even sure about telling you this.
Reporters are known to be gossips, you know? People usually tell me something if they want it in the paper. That is, if they want everyone to know about it.
But I hear things, that's my unique vantage point in this town. A lot of people settle here because our part of the world is so isolated, and the religious folk are no exception. People like to be left alone to practice their ways in peace, and for the most part, the townspeople leave them alone, and they don't bother us so there's not much of a problem.
Until rumors start ciculating about what's really happening in those fringe communities, where the women are expected to be seen and not heard,are often seen in long prairie dresses and braided hair.
In the 60's and 70's, and for the very first year or two of the 80's, there used to be a hippie compound out there that was bought and sold and changed hands to a conservative religous group.
Strange how times change. Most radical religious groups are very secretive, very private and this one is no exception.
There are a couple of versions to this story. I can tell you what I think happened.
When women aren't respected, when we aren't treated right, it makes us snap. Being subjugated like that, abused, used for childbearing, it wears out the body and soul. People might thinkt hey are doing god's work, performing an exorcism on the poor teenage girl. Like I've said before, it's easy to disappear out here, and some people just use god as an excuse. The last I heard, she was a "Lost Girl", excommunicated after her exorcism and left ont he road with a backpack and some money.

And now, dear readers, I must leave you. Don't forget, these stories will be available in their entirety at the end of the month when I collect them into a book of short stories. My dream is also to have a book published, and this is a great way to push myself to do it!

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