I walk up to my room in rage. Although, Ally argument hit me hard. All I could think of that night was about God.
Did he really exist?
Could he actually help her as Ally claimed?
I begin to think back to those days when my mom was still alive and well. I remember that Sunday when they talked about faith at Sunday school. "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for. The evidence of things not seen." I recalled reading out loud to the class. After service that day, I overheard a fellow classmate complaining about a stomach ache. With all courage, she went up to her, and prayed a simple prayer for her "God please prove that you are with me, and heal her". As they sat down to eat lunch that day, there was a knock on the door. The girl had literally dragged her mother from home to thank Lilly for healing her. The next Sunday, the whole church knew about her little faith adventure, and started to call her 'little Jesus' as she continued to heal people.
If God didn't exist, then in whose name was she able to heal those people. If he didn't exist, which heaven was her mom always talking about?
But if he did exist...
Why was her mom dead? Why did he allow her dad to go into alchohol, and drugs? Someone who was so loving wouldn't leave her when she needed him the most. He definitely didn't exist. It mat be just a co-incidence that theose people were healed. Even if she hadn't prayed, they would still be heled anyway.
There's no such thing as miracles.
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I wake up the next mornng, (monday) and see two missed called from an unknown number. Just as i am about to walk into the bathroom, the phone rings again. It's the same number. I hesitate, but i decide to pick it, i mean you never can tell.
"Hello" The voice says from the other side. From what i can hear, the person inquestion is a full grown man.
"Hello, please who am i speaking with?" I try to answer with all vigor, but i hear a chuckle from the other end.
"Trust me, you don't wanna know." The person says in a low husky tone.
"Excuse me?" I reply quite confused.
"Listen, i have no time for any useless comments or replies from you okay?" He continues without waiting for an answer. "I moved to this town, just for you. Left all that i had back at home just for you." He pauses, and then continues in a low tone. "I'm on this phonecall right now, JUST. FOR. YOU." Without a reply from me, he cut the call.
I can't even seem to understand anything this guy is saying. I try to dial the number again, but it goes straight to voicemail. The i recieve a text from him.
Missing me already sweatheart?_J
Who are you?_L
Oh well, if you really want to know. I'm Justin. Your father, came into our lives ten years ago. He had just killed someone in a fight over a gambling game, and was being chased by the person's supporters. My mom, happened to go shopping innocently that day. It was my birthday, and i was turning eight. As she was heading home, your father happened to run right in front of her causing her to be hit by a stray bullet, and she fell flat DEAD. See, your dad took all i had left, and i became hopeless. He caused me all the pain i have ever experienced in life. He took all i had left, so i am here for all he has left. YOU._J
As i drop the phone on the dressing table, my legs feel weak. It's like i've forgotten how to walk. I pack the few things i can pack into a bag. There's no way I'm staying in this house. For all I know, he could find his way there. I am not taking any chances! I have just 3 months to live, so I'm going to make the best if it. I the next few months, he'll be chasing shadows.
I decide to move in with Mrs. Baker. As I am walking out the door, I see a message from Justin.
Sweetheart, are you running from me? Please don't try to cuz it'll never work. _J
Am just trying to look around for any suspicious movements cause he's definitely watching me. Suddenly, I feel a hand cover my mouth. I bite the hand as hard as I can causing the land to loosen up a bit which gives me space to scream. But not for long. When the hand returned, I didn't return to my mouth, it lands a heavy blow to my face, and that is the last thing I see. It all went black.
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