Listen To All Messages From Above

Once upon a time in a huge metropolis called Danville, Va. there lived an old man named Rumple. Actually, his real named was technically Rumpelstiltskin, but he got so tired of people teasing him about the pot of gold. As a kid, he spent almost as much time in detention as in class from all the kids he'd punched for making fun of his name. He never knew his daddy, but when he asked his mom why they'd chosen that name they told him it was unique and knew nobody else would have it. Also because he was more valuable then any pot of gold, but that didn't matter. On the flip side, the principle got so tired of having to put up with him so frequently, he passed him 3 grades to get rid of him. Even his own parents attempted to put him up for adoption, but the orphanage wouldn't accept that mean, little kid. Many people said he'd live forever because he was too evil to be in Heaven and Satin himself didn't want his soul down in the Hot-Place. He made The Wicked Witch Of The West appear like Mother Teresa by comparison. Nobody could tame that Devil's monster.

Then one day while he was outside planning on which bank he would rob next, a bright Light showed down and struck him. He didn't feel like he'd been hit by a ton of bricks, but it was more like he'd been trampled by a herd of stampeding elephants. It knocked him down on the ground and blinded him. That's when he heard a voice say, "Rumple, oh, Rumple! Why persecuteth thou me?"

Since he had never read the Bible or spent any time in Church, he didn't get what the Voice said to him so he said, "Who the heck are you? Oops! I didn't mean to cuss!"

"I'm the, aw, forget it! You wouldn't believe me!" said the Voice. Then a bright Light showed which blinded him.

"Hay! Cool it on the light, will You?" shouted Rumple, "I can't see anything! Yet if You want to help me, just give me a light, like Bud Light!" then laughed, but after the light knocked him down, he stopped laughing and yelled, "Is that You, God? If so, I've been good! Yet You know that!"

"Rumple!" shouted the Voice, "I'm really disappointed in how you've been treating Me! You haven't been to Church since Christmas Eve 3 years ago! Now, you must do better then that! You don't know my Word or anything about Me! Unless you change, when your life ends yo'll be sent to, well, let me put it this way, to a place where there's no ice cream! You sinned so frequently that the devil has lost track of your wrong-doings! Now, listen to Me, My child!"

When the light disappeared, Rumple felt like he'd been given another chance to succeed in life, so since that occurred on Wednesday afternoon, he looked up a Church called Meadow Grove Pentecostal Holiness church, but when he walked through the door, he got a feeling he did-n't belong there. Then he got another feeling which told him to stay there. Next the feelings kept pulling on either arm like he was a tug-of-war rope and yet he couldn't stand war movies. He didn't even like the song War by Edwin Star, but that happened to be his favorite card game because it lasted so long. It was entirely luck, but the only kind of luck he ever had was bad. Yet he believed the idea that luck always changes at some point in time.

Yet while he was debating weather to invest what little money he had into the gambling hall, he suddenly got a message from Above saying, "Rumple, don't do it. That will turn you into a compulsive gambler. That will only lead you down a road to disaster. You'd better stick with the road that The Beatles sand, 'Penny Lane' if you're smart."

That idea didn't sound nearly as much fun as being able to invest his hard-earned money into The Gambling Hall, but at the same time, he'd never heard that little voice say anything before, but it wasn't what he wanted to hear. He decided to go with what the internal voice said to him, and so he left the gambling casino, rather upset about it.

Just then, some men with guns ran into the casino while yelling, "Everybody on the floor, now! Nobody moves, and nobody will get hurt! All I want is your money! Put it on the table in front of this place! Do that if you're smart!"

As the people did what the masked-man said, suddenly Rumple got another message from Above. It said, "When the gunman turns his back to you, sneak up and step on the button that's on the floor by the first table now."

The gunman was so intent on getting all the money from the cash register, he didn't pay any attention to Rumple as he slowly walked over to the button and stepped on it. Yet when the gunman turned around and saw him, he yelled, "Alright, wise-guy! On the floor! Don't do nothing foolish now and everybody will walk out of here unharmed! That's entirely up to you!" Then he took everybody's diamond rings off of their fingers. While he greedily put them into his pocket, he shot and killed 2 men who were trying to sneak away. Then yelled at the people to stop screaming.

Suddenly 4 cops burst through the back of the bank and shot the would-be robber. Then they asked who'd called them. When Rumple raised his hand, one of the policemen shook it and put a blank check for $200.00 in it. Rumple told the cop he didn't want it because it would take away from his blessing. That made the policeman salute him and shook his hand saying, 'This old world needs more heroes like you in it." then saluted him and insisted he except a meddle of bravery from him. That act of humility made everybody around him quite proud. That's a hero.

The whole thing all happened because Rumple had listened to that message from Above which told him what to do. He later went to seminary school to become a Pastor since he wanted to, "past." He later started his own Penticostle Church which soon became so big they had to add on to it. in order to accomidate all the people. Later he met a lady in the Church whom he fell in love with. They were married and eventually had some children, and so, like the best-written stories of all-time officially finish,

"THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER !!!!"

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The end. By, Cuz Roye.

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