'If loving is not a sin then why am I punished for it...?'

Past

My hands were holding bars, senses were blurry yet I could feel the cold sensation of chains on my body but all I could remember was a scream. Someone was screaming, I was in a cage. There was something seriously wrong there.

It was my nightmare...

"What is your name?" A guy asked. Father called to rip this nightmare away from me.

"Zariah... Ezekiel."

There was a hand in front of me, I could feel it. But, my eyes were closed, lost in the sound, following his voice.

"What is your Father's name?" He asked again....