I learned about 13 you couldn't trust church kids. Never knew who would betray you. I got ratted on twice by people I thought were friends. Thought I had a good church friend once. He came over for a week-long stay at our house. During his stay, I found a discarded Playboy magazine in a dumpster. We took in the woods for about an hour looking at all the pictures then threw it back in the dumpster.
He went back home after Sabbath services. Sunday morning all hell broke loose at our home. My "friend" told his dad who called the pastor. A full Pastor rank minister was on his way to our house. I sat at the end of the kitchen table. Dad sat at the other end. The pastor stood near me.
He said, lying to him was the same as lying to Christ. He then began the 20-minute sexual inquisition. Some of the questions: Did I masturbate after viewing the porn? Had I discussed the mag with any other church kids? If so, who? Have I ever had sex with anybody at church or school?
After, the inquisition ended he told me I needed to fast one day the following week. Also, I was to spend the rest of the day in ardent prayer asking God's forgiveness and reading the bible, and then he dismissed me to my bedroom.
A few minutes later dad came in tore the whole room apart looking for porn mags then horsewhipped me then told me to put the room back in order and continue on with my Bible Study.
At age 14 my parents bought me a small radio for my Feast gift. I met a nice church girl at the pool one evening. She was from a different area. The pool was getting ready to close so we sit and talked for a few minutes. I asked her if she liked Rock music? Some songs are OK, she said. I put the radio on a Rock station and listened to 5 or 6 songs. I had a 10:30 pm curfew so had to head back to the room. So, turned off the radio then we both headed to our rooms.
About an hour later her parents came knocking on our door waking us up. They reported that I had played Rock music at the pool. Their daughter was hysterical with fear when she came back to the room. She said, my whole countenance had changed. I was almost beast like she was afraid I would force myself on her. She began to pray silently to God for her protection.
It was agreed I would apologize for this Rock transgression. So, we walked to their room where the victim of my beastly attack resided. I apologized. She stood there downcast with teary eyes and whined out; "you knew it was sinful!"
Back at the room, dad went on another roll. Of course, another horsewhipping was in order. Dad, then explained how demons wrote Rock music. The rhythm was cleverly designed to manipulate the male and female sex organs. It could produce an orgasm even without touching. Sometimes demons will engage in sex acts with Rockers while they are dancing. We could have lost total control of ourselves down by the pool. My radio was taken away for six months.
I kept to myself afterward. Keeping my pie hole shut and didn't share too much of life with anyone. I had zero interest in going to teen dances or activities. The only ones I went to were mandated by the threat of a spanking by my dad. I felt totally alone at this point in my life. No worldly friends, no church friends, and no relatives.
submitted by Mogen David