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Valentine's Valentine: A Narrative Fiction

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The knock on the office door was loud, urgent, and Father Flanagan quickly got up from his desk and answered. Right away, Clawd and Clawdeen came threw a very startled Valentine on the floor in front of Flanagan. “Here he is!” Clawdeen snarled. “This is the guy who raped Howleen!” Valentine struggled to get up, but Clawd pushed him back on the ground with such force that Valentine yelped. Flanagan nodded with approval at this. “It seems my prayers were answered, Clawd,” Flanagan smiled, reaching down and pulling Valentine up by the shoulders. “The good Lord finally brought you to your senses. Now, it’s time to show this filthy heathen that the wages for sin is death!” Valentine folded his hands, looking at Flanagan pleadingly. “There’s a …show more content…

Flanagan, however, reacted quickly and opened up the door of a nearby prayer closet, shoving Valentine inside, slamming the door and locking it. While Valentine pounded on the closet door from the inside, Clawd felt a cold, sick feeling creep into his chest. He swallowed thickly and asked, “Flanagan, are you just gonna keep him here to torture him or-?” “Oh, believe me,” Flanagan looked at the door with a wicked smile. “He will get what’s coming.” Inside the closet, Valentine pounded on the door one final time before stopping and collapsing to the ground, giving up. He didn’t know what was going to happen to him, but he hoped he came out alive. Not because surviving another day was important to him, but because being there for his daughter was what mattered most. As Valentine pressed his face against the wood of the closet, he desperately wanted all this to just be a dream, and that he would wake up soon to the sound of his little princess crying for him. Anne Marie was probably crying right now, just like she always did whenever her papa wasn’t there. That was such a sad thought to Valentine, since right before he left that day, she had smiled at him for the very first

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