(Tyler's pov)

After I got home from church, I was called into the living room to see my mother. I sat down in front of her with my rosary wrapped around my hand.

"The priest has told you what to do as an act of penance for your sins?"

"Yes mother."

"What did he say to do for your disobedience against me?"

"I am to pray the Hail Holy Queen to you."

"Go ahead Tyler."

I did the sign of the cross and began the prayer.

"Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy, our life, our sweetness and our hope. To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve. To thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn then, most gracious Advocate, thine eyes of mercy toward us, and after this our exile, show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary. Pray for us O Holy Mother of God; that we may be worthy of promises to Christ. Amen."

When I finished the prayer, my mother smiled upon me and embraced me.

"My sweet son of our loving Mother Mary, I am forever proud of you. You have improved so much since your last confession."

"I'm glad I have improved. My God has given me a lot of strength to be forgiven."

"Now I know you have more penance to do to be forgiven for fighting with Zack?"

"Yes mother."

"What are you supposed to do?"

"I am to pray three Hail Marys before bedtime."

"Good, get to it before tomorrow, because we need to be at Catholic Mass first thing."

"Yes mother."

I got up and went to my room. I saw my brother laying on my bed.

"Zack, you have your own bed."

"I know, but yours is more comfy."

"Yes I get that, now go to your room. I need to pray my penance."

"I can wait."

I felt myself getting angry. I knew God wouldn't be pleased with me.

"Zack, if you don't get off my bed, your soul will never get out of purgatory."

Zack stood up.

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, I said it. Now get the hell out!"

Frightened by my words, Zack ran out of my room as quickly as he could. I thought that was it, until my mother came in.

"Tyler, I thought you were going to repent."

"I was, but Zack made it worse."

"Tyler, God would not be pleased with you if you keep this up. I may not be the priest, but I believe I should add more to your penance as punishment for what you said to your brother."

"What is it?" I asked.

"You are to pray the prayer for the souls of purgatory."

I leaned my head down, ashamed.

"Yes mother."

"Good, now get to it. I'll call you down when dinner is ready."

After she left, I kneeled down over my bedside, looking up to the crucifix on my bedroom wall.

I did the sign of the cross before beginning my the prayer.

"O most gentle Heart of Jesus, ever present in the Blessed Sacrament, ever consumed with burning love for the poor captive souls in Purgatory, have mercy on the souls of your departed servants. Be not severe in your judgements, but let some drops of your precious blood fall upon the devouring flames. And do you, O merciful Saviour, send your holy angels to conduct them to a place of refreshment, light, and peace. Amen."

I looked back up to the crucifix, poring out my love to the good Lord above. My God will soon forgive me and I will be freed of my sins.