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Venus By Angelica Monologue

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It was a long cold morning in the midst of October, in our “extravagant” town of Venus. It was the start of our weekend in our town, where the clouds lay low and the people somehow always know. It was fall. The leaves unrolling and falling throughout the town. The sound of the winds whistling across the cramped streets. The people are involved in everything, and always seem to make mistakes. Which sadly doesn't always end well. A caring town, but not very forgiving. People die and people sin. A town that revolves around the church, but yet is full of sin. That's Venus for you. A small town but full of madness.
It all happened during that period of fall. On one October morning, the leaves falling and the skies as grey as the moon. I lay there …show more content…

The church choir played their music first, and then the people gave their offerings. At the end they prayed for everyone that was in need, and then it was pretty much over. While I was at the service I had noticed a guy i've never seen before. At the end of the service I approached him to introduce myself. He presented himself as good man, and brave as well. He had blue eyes, luscious blonde hair, and he was very muscular. He also seemed like a noble man. As I started talking to him the priest showed up, and started conversing with the both of us. The priest had bushy eyebrows like a bunny's tail, yet he was bald. He was a sneaky man with bold eyes, and he sure did look like a priest. The priest was telling us about some place he was going to where he likes spending his weekends. He invited us to go with him. The new guy and I both agreed on going with …show more content…

Mainly things about our lives, and what they’re like. The priest then decided to tell us a big secret of his, so we listened carefully to the story he was about to tell us. This is how it went.

When the priest finished his story, I saw him like i've never seen him before. He seemed like such a bold guy. Very smart as well, at least not in a good way. I then realized why he would always carry his rosary with him, and his robe. He was a very sneaky guy, and yet people thought he was an honest man. Yeah, he sure was an honest man. I decided not to tell the priest anything. Little did I know, the “new guy” as I called him, had a story as well. We sat there and listened to his

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