The Seven Vials [COMPLETED]

4th Vial: The Scorching Sun

16:8 The fourth angel poured his bowl on the sun, which then was allowed to burn people with fire, and they were burned by the fierce heat. They cursed the name of God, who has authority over these plagues. They did not repent and give him glory.

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Oh my! My skin is burning, but why does it feel different? It felt more like a soothing sensation than a hot one.

I halt walking on the sidewalk and glance everywhere. From here, I could see people burning in the scorching fire; their skin was melting!

"Oh God!" What is happening? Is the end near? ....wait!

Realization hits me. I just finished reading the Bible, and I remember this scene from revelation.

"News flash report! The end is near, and he is coming back! As the signs have been revealed, the believers are overwhelmed since he will come back to save them!"

I can't utter a single word. It means the end is near. But I just have my dreams this year.

"Fear him not, my child." I felt chills all over my body because of that voice. Who's that?

"Turn around, child, and you'll see me." I look on my back, and I almost fall on my knee. I blink and clean my eyes, but he's real!

"Am I seeing an angel?" I talk while admiring the angel in front of me.

"Don't fear him, for he has good plans for those who have a pure heart and who ever believe in him." I nodded immediately.

He vanished into thin air. Why? Why would he let me see an angel and talk to me? Am I dead already?

I continue to walk calmly on the sidewalk despite seeing those people suffer because they still stick to these pesky demons rather than coming back to him.

Despite having a poor status in life, I manage to survive my everyday life on this huge and round globe.

It wasn't easy at all since I was born living a normal life and bearing a hungry stomach all the time.

As for my parents, my dad died when I was just six years old, while my mother needs to go to another country to meet our needs.

Socializing and luxury aren't my thing; having a complete, prosperous, and peaceful family is already a huge blessing for me.

And I thank him for giving me a simple life. I may have taken the wrong path over and over again for the past years; I have already experienced hardships and failures to the point that I almost took my own life.

But I am thankful enough to him that he saved me from drowning in sadness and misery. They thought way back then that I was so innocent-minded that I didn't know such things.

But they don't know that even in my younger years, in my teen years, I already felt how miserable this world was.

The blame was all mine. Their feed-backs, their reflections on how they experience life-yes, they know the feeling, but they don't know how extreme it was or how painful it is for a youngster to feel neglected and unwanted all the time.

Calling you a shit because you can't meet their expectations. Hurting you emotionally and mentally leads to a mental illness, almost leading you to suicide.

The level of pain was different depending on how you handled the situation. On how kind-hearted you are.

For me? I don't need to change myself just to be wanted, just to be picked and put into their circle. I am who I am, and the change I need is a better one for myself, not for others.