Seeing as how I am in high school and have been constantly told not to put my personal information on the Internet, I am not going to say my name. If you are going to comment on this, then you can call me Maize. (dont ask how I got that nickname. Lol) This isnt a blog about all of the little things that have gone wrong in my life. This is about how hard it is to be a teenage Pagan in the middle of a little town where it is mainly Catholics and Christians. I have nothing against those who have a different religion than I do, I just dont believe in what they do. I havent told my family about this, and I dont know if I will. So here I go!
Not too long ago, I started getting serious about my religion again. My family and I had just moved and I hadnt been in a position to do so in months. So I started ordering books throughout the library network on paganism, spells, code of conduct, things like that. At one point, one of the 3 local librarians pulled me aside and asked me what I was doing with books like that. I told her I was doing research, and she told me not to participate in any rituals. You could hear it in her voice that she was terrified for me, which I thought was sweet. But at the time, it was hilarious. You may think it is odd that I say that, but it is not the first time somebody has told me that I would spend eternity burning in a fiery pit of flames where demons would poke me with pitchforks. But more about that later. Thanks for giving me and my blog a chance! -Maize
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