my fallen angel

my fallen angel

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Ding. A notification popped on my phone from a social media app. Oh, jeez. Not another hater. I read the comment. "Why don't you believe in God?" The comment read. "He gives you proof that he exists. Or that Jesus exists. Have you ever tried to read the bible?" I shook my head. I should ignore this, but it was something I needed to address. "God has only taken things from me. If he does exist he is cruel." Ding. Another hate comment. Ding. And another one. I groaned, turning off my phone. I took off my black and red glasses and wiped off the dust, imagining I was wiping off all of my online problems with it. If only it was that simple to erase the hate. I hate social media....I hate people. Hi my name is Tsuki Bakassi and I am 17 years old. I live on my own, I tested out of high school about a year ago. I had lost my parents and older brother at age 12. They were in a horrible car accident and refused to get medicine from the doctors saying 'God will save us no need for medicine.'....They passed away a couple hours later.....That's when i began to lose faith in God.
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