According to the Gospel

Last Updated on November 17, 2023 by ESAReviewsComplaints

Early in my stay, on a very special night before I had to go into the dreaded office and pay rent, I heard singing outside, below my door, in the parking lot. They were singing what sounded like gospel.

Eventually I figured it out.

They thought I would be checking out the next day. Why they were singing gospel in front of my room, I don’t know. But they were out there shortly after dusk doing it. From the sound, and the number of them, they had to have rehearsed. Maybe they get together on Sundays to prove what good people they are. (Like most things, I don’t know.)

Maybe singing gospel tunes is how they evict the devil, if the harassments aren’t going according to plan. But like I say, I don’t know. All I know is what I see and hear. And they definitely, are void of stage fright. Totally void. Toe-ta-lee! VOY-ID!

I guess they wanted me to know that they are the Children of God. I don’t know for sure EXACTLY what they were doing; they were just doing it. I had noticed singing before, but ignored it. Maybe they just wanted applause. If so, my bad.

Gee, I didn’t know it was all about me! It does NOT give me any kind of a warm feeling though.

This time they were louder and it was a small crowd. If I had walked outside, I bet you they would’ve scattered. There are actually many things I wish I did, as well as at least one thing I wish I didn’t do. But, I never did anything that I know of to make me so special- in the eyes- of the- Children of God.

I didn’t check out. At the time, I didn’t know that the office liked to know what day you are planning to check out.

At times, when the harassments were heavier than usual, I’d call the office (before AsstManager1-J cut my phone line) and tell them to extend my stay to the furthermost day out. THOSE were the ONLY times I ever played any of their Children of God games.

Dozens of people are players. They are obviously a close-knit group. And after all this time, I still have no idea what they think I did. But tell me, does anyone deserve the treatment I get from these people?

Let’s say that I accidentally ran over their cat. Aren’t there legal ways to deal with it?

If these people were honest, they wouldn’t be liars and gaslighters and working behind the scenes. They obviously know they are wrong. But after all this time, is there anyone on Earth who can tell them that?

Whatever I did, it must be TREMENDOUS. I had no idea that I could inspire the Children of God so fully. In a few months, they will have been doing this for seven years. I HAVE TO KNOW THE ANSWER.

These people are bold. I wouldn’t finish that sentence by using the words, “and intelligent.”