Learn to Live, Learn to Love

God was always told to be a saviour, and a saint. He was the man in the sky who orchestrated everything. The only reason she could think, for someone to even consider to believe in him, was fear. Fear, is a contributor to many a problem in this world. We fear defeat, and so we built nuclear bombs. We fear guilt, so we discovered lies, and truths. We fear rejection, so we don't follow our dreams, and we don't reach out for those we believe we can love. God, an all-powerful being who can hear us when we plea, is an escape from the inevitability of death, from things that will hurt us, from the truth, and from lies. Because "God has a plan for us all" we are reckless, and don't do anything to fix or change our lives. Yes, people believed in God because they were afraid. She, however, had no fears.

She was young, impressionable, easy to persuade, and she'd do absolutely anything for her father. Her father, James, was the Reverend at the local church. In a small town such as that which we set our story, one church is more than enough, everyone knew everyone and there was no problem. However, as the preacher daughter, standards are set pretty high. Your hair must be pulled back, god must be your only love, and you must be perfect in ever manner possible. There were perks, no possible bullying if you let your dad know, and immediate popularity if you enjoy the company of other people who fake it to get a good word in at the church, and sometimes, if you wish it, absolute solitude.