Chapter 33

"I hurt innocent people, Father. "I spoke, observing the little holes that allowed the priest's voice to come out, and that it was also his only source of air inside that kind of box. "I let myself be carried away by the influence of friends who were clearly the personification of sins. I lied, stole, hurt, and also gave my body to a man who left me. I was consumed by the pain, and I wished that everyone would suffer from it. I think my greatest hope in all this, Father, has always been to die. I don't know how I can explain it without you being completely crazy. Normal humans are always wanting to avoid death, aren't they? In my case, as much as I've been convinced all the time that I didn't want to die, I think deep down, I did. Because I knew that if he died, and so did he, we could be together, you know?

The priest was silent for a while, and I wondered if he was thinking of a way to lighten my bar with God after assuming that he had fornicated with a man who was now dead