The Tumblr Effect, Affected

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As Dominique sucked in the whiff of nicotine, he immediatley regretted all he had said. Dominique did not want history to repeat itself, he wanted a fresh start. He could not let himself become the person he was before, he had just started swimming, he could not let himself drown again.

Eyes shut, leaning against a graffiti covered wall, he let the puffs of smoke slowly escape from his mouth. As the smoke evaporated into the atmosphere, so did Dominique. He escaped into an infinity of life and freedom, where all the wild things were. It was as if though he was in another dimension, one away from this shitty earth and it's shitty people, away from his shitty reality. And in that moment of peace, a spark of hope began in Dominique's heart. A spark that whispered softly "everything's alright". And even though that might not have been true, Dominique let himself believe, because he had nothing else to believe in.

"How sure are you?" Dominique argued.
"Mr Slivocky, if you are going to disagree with everything I say, I would advise you to leave this classroom immediatley, and to not return," the teacher warned.
"But sir, I'm merely inquiring, I took this class in order to understand something I do not understand, to enlighten myself. Surely it is your duty as a teacher and in this case an evangelist, to make me understand," he challenged.
The teacher, getting provoked with each word Dominique uttered, simply sighed as a sign of defeat. "Okay Dominique, repeatt your question," He said in a patronising tone.
"All I simply want to know, is that if there is a God, and he was the one who created me and my body, then explain to me, why he made me Atheist?"
"Well Mr Slivocky God has given us free-will, that's why we can say and think what we want, and that's all I'm saying on the topic Moving on..."

Dominique still did not understand. He simply could not comprehend religion and he didn't think he wanted to. His mother had forced him to take the subject "Religious Studies" but he would probably drop it, soon. In a world  which was soaked in evil, it was highly doubtful that there was someone looking over everyone. To him, religion was just a bunch of narrow-minded people, trying to sell their subjective opinions to the world. People who thought they were better than everyone else. Hypocrites, bigots, that's what they were.

But at least something filled their hearts, and that's what Dominique envied. He needed something to fill the void, to fill the emptiness he felt. Because even though he was full of oxygen and functioning organs, he was nothing but an empty vessel, an ornament.