Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
This week’s photo provokes thoughts on religion, and its many impacts on our lives.
This is my view.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and see what others have written.
So this is heaven.
A nice lady shows us onto a bus and we get the grand tour.
It is lovely.
Parks and gardens, flowers and trees, rivers and streams, and, in the distance, snow-peaked mountains.
This looks pretty much the way I expected when I volunteered.
You see, I am, or rather I was, a suicide bomber.
I joined the fight for my beliefs, as I was taught.
And Paradise looks to be pretty much as promised.
I haven’t seen any virgins yet.
Well, that is maybe a bit unfair, I can’t really judge the ladies here, can I?
At the end of the tour we are separated, allocated different queues for our eventual destinations.
I am the only one in this queue.
It has a signpost.
It seems God is, after all, a Catholic.
And suicide is a mortal sin.