Have you every wondered why you're here, on earth? Or what's the purpose you were brought to the world for?
My whole life, ever since I could remember, I've anyways wondered about all of those questions. WHO am I suppose to, WHAT am I suppose to be, WHERE is my place in this messed up place that we all refer to as 'our world', and WHEN can I stop asking these questions?
I've stopped giving hope of everything. My happiness, and just life in general. Everything I do is to pass time. I don't care about anything. And I can't remember a time when I did actually cared. I've given up on my hurt since I was 5.
If there's such thing or someone as God, then why do people go through with living in pain most their lifes. People say that God is watching us everyday and he's always with us, then why do I always feel empty and lonely. They also say that he will help us through hard times, but what about times like this, when you can't find your way through a difficult maze?
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I hid behind a tree, hoping that he won't see me. Maybe he'll think I'm feeding the chickens... ya, I'll just believe that since he never goes there. Therefore he wouldn't check there. Right? That makes sense right?
I got flat against the tree when I heard his truck coming. Thankfully he drove right past the me. My guess was that he had to go to the store. To be safe I waited five minutes. When I was positively sure that he was not around, I rounded the tree and started running but I ran staight into something hard.
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Finding Light
RomanceRead at your own risk!!! Don't read if you're just going to judge. This is a serious story,don't make fun. Unless it's my spelling or grammar, I don't care.
