Novel & Cerita Forgive Me I Have Sinned

All I need is for you to forgive me. "Forgive yourself!" I cried vehemently. "Forgive yourself for the stupid sin you committed. Forgive yourself for hurting a helpless lady. Forgive yourself for taking advantage of someone's love for you. Forgive yourself for manipulating an innocent person. Forgive yourself you rascal! Forgive yourself!" I hollered, causing my entire body to suddenly shiver. He was silent. He looked so worried, and at the same time, so sorry. That was what he deserved. He needed to feel what I also felt.

My white tuxedo was ruined—filthy, torn, soaked through. And Sarah just stood there watching. It wasn't until a crowd gathered that she finally bothered to pull them off me. She looked down at me with pure disgust. "Just go home. Stop embarrassing yourself." My body started shaking. I dug my nails into my numb palms and tried to walk away, my steps unsteady. But Sarah thought I was running. She grabbed me and shoved me down onto the edge of the bed. "You did something wrong, so apologize. Now." My knees slammed into the floor. The pain drained the color from my face. I looked at my parents, begging for some kind of help. They both looked away at the exact same time.

The tears flowed freely as I begged for forgiveness, my voice filled with sorrow and desperation. "I'm sorry, Salie," I sobbed, my words choked with emotion. "I never wanted any of this to happen. I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you, to our family. Please, find it in your heart to forgive me."

Thinking of her, all he could recall was the bad experience he had given her. "What have I done ya Allah?" He asked out loud. Will she ever forgive this sinner? I know that you are a merciful God Allah. Your mercy exceeds your wrath. Forgive this sinful soul ya Allah. I took away someone's happiness. I almost broke apart a couple that loved each other to death.

I whispered, my voice breaking as I pressed my hand over my mouth like I could somehow hold everything inside, like I could stop myself from falling apart if I just tried hard enough. But I couldn’t. Because what just happened… What I just did… There was no undoing it. “Forgive me, Lord,” I said, my voice trembling as I slowly slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor, my knees pulled close to my chest like that could somehow make me smaller, like that could make this whole situation disappear. “I… I have committed the greatest sin,” I continued, the words feeling heavy, unfamiliar, like they didn’t belong to me but somehow they did now, “and even worse… with my best friend’s fathe

For the sake of the church, for the sake of the pack and for Hati. Yet, tears naturally fell from my eyes as my shoulders started shaking. “A-Also, d-dear sun god, Hati…” I bit my lower lip as I wiped my own tears. “For-forgive me that I have sinned. I’ve become too impure to return to reach out to you…yet, I selfishly hoped for your guidance…” I stop before forcing a smile. A smile no longer showed the same happiness I had not too long ago. “W-Will you forgive your follower for being selfish once?”

You said in your words that, " Though your sins are as red as crimson... I shall cleanse it and you shall be as white as snow. " I'm sorry... For everything. Please forgive me. Please remove this guilt from me... Forgive me. I am deeply sorry... Have mercy on me. Blot out my sins. Cleanse me and I shall be as white as snow. I promise not to go back to my sinful ways again.. I promise to be atone for my sins and become a better person. Blood of Jesus... Wash me clean and I shall be free. Thank you, Lord, for answering prayers. Amen.

For succumbing to the will of the flesh. The words fell out of my lips in a silent mumble. “And if your eyes cause you to sin, gouge them out…” A pause and I shut my eyes. “Lord, my flesh has sinned and I am here for penance. I raised the whip, my eyes still squeezed shutㅡ Maybe. Maybe if I didn't look or hesitate, then I would be saved. “Forgive me, Lord. Cleanse me of temptation.”

“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.” A pause. His voice, low, calm. “Go on, my child.” My heart thudded. My palms were sweaty. “I’ve been… struggling.” My voice cracked. “With thoughts.” “Thoughts?” he repeated, steady. “Yes. Lustful thoughts.” Silence. I squeezed my eyes shut. “I—I touched myself. Last night. And before. I know it’s wrong. I know it’s a sin. But I couldn’t stop. I wanted to. I swear I tried to pray it away. I fasted. I begged God to take it from me. But it keeps coming back.”

My tears blended into the murkiest tears I had ever shed. And Belle, the woman I should have listened to cry, became the vessel for this disgusting sadness. Her hand willingly reached out to me, catching my face that was about to fall into the valley of despair. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Belle. I beg your forgiveness,” I repeated the same sentence over and over again like a program that only understood one command. “For everything, I am guilty. I will use this life to make up for all the sins I committed against you. But please, I beg you very much, don't leave me.”