A Day in the life of a King's Son (during the reign of Roman Empire)

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A Day in the Life of a Christian

Yes, yes, I'm a Christian. Now what? This is insane. We're treated like a bunch of scapegoats. Whenever something turns out wrong, whenever it's someone's fault and they don't want to admit it, all they do is just point at one of us and we're blamed for it. Just see what Emperor Nero did to our fellow Christians. What did we do wrong that caused the burning of Rome? I've had enough of this. But there's nothing I can do.

Everyday something terrible happens, like one our fellow Christians was thrown into a pack of wild beasts, and then another was burned alive in front of our eyes. It's terrible. It's crazy. Who knows what will happen to me tomorrow?

Just as I'm writing this, I'm crouching low in our hidden catacomb. This is where we stay. It's an underground room so we can hide and pray to God.

I read the Bible everyday, and try to calm myself down and let my anger out. But I can't forget what they did to my friends. Why do we have to hide to practice our beliefs? They say that the Roman Empire doesn't allow people to worship none other than the emperors. But since we, Christians, worship God, we're treated this way.

I can't stop thinking about this guy that I really looked up to. By the way, he got killed a couple of days ago. That really hit me hard. He was the best person I've ever met. Not just as a person, but as a Christian as well. I'm a Christian just like him, but would I have been as brave as him if I were in his place? To that question, I really don't know how to answer...