Because of Him

Because of Him

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2 teens. 1 high school different paths.. 1 truth _________________ This is a story about a girl and a guy brought together by Christ. Even with the world against them, they must have hope in the truth. A young black girl named Milo, who is on fire for God and an active representation of youth following Christ, meets a young white boy named Christian. Christian is not so worried about knowing who God is. His friends are non-believers and as the quote goes: birds of a feather flock together... • I held her as she cried out, and rubbed her back as she leaned on my shoulder. I couldn't understand it. I can't comprehend how a girl so strong and courageous is now weeping out in pain. "Jesus!!", Milo cried as she wept on her knees. What is it about this supernatural being that everyone seems to talk about and it keeps bringing them to their knees? As these questions flow through my head, I hear something. "Christian" I looked around the hallway, and it was empty. And suddenly realization hit and..I knew I knew the same tingling feeling The same goosebumps That same voice... #christianromance #bethechangeyouwanttosee #bwwm
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"Born again, are you all dreaming? Wake up! Nicodemus was right! There's no way you can be born again! We're all already here, we were born! Now, we're gonna die! It's as simple as that." My face was hot and my hands were shaking. We're all gonna die... I pushed the memory back and shook my head, eyes angry and staring down the pastor. "Jesus fed his disciples and all the people around him a whole bunch of crap and they ate it." "Naomi!" "He didn't know what he was talking about because fictional characters in a story never do. They say the lines their authors give them because it's their job to. They don't exist. He never existed. You all should realize that sooner or later instead of wasting your time here, it's screwing with your minds." A pin could have dropped from the top floor and we would all hear it. "Then why don't you just leave." The cold words plummeted against my chest as quickly as they came. That was the pin drop, the end to all the excitement, but not. My heart hammered against my rib cage as the voice echoed through my ears, playing over and over. His words, they were insulting, they hurt, but I didn't show it. I turned and faced him and his eyes remained indifferent towards me. I froze in my seat. They were once this bright hazel, but they seemed darker now, furious. "If you feel that way, then leave." He spat. His jaw clicked at the end of his sentence. "Take your opinions, take your anger, take your indignant heart, and leave this church." ~~~ It never occurred to Naomi that He could have been real, that maybe a life of emotional hardship was the plan for her all along. If it had occurred, she never accepted the thought. She never accepted anything, but Carter. What was life? What was love? What was pain? What was happiness? What is God? Read the story of a broken girl who finds the truth through love.

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