Religion

"Mommy, why do we go to church?"

"Because, we love God, and we tell him by going to church."

"But, why do we pray every night?"

"We pray to show that we love him."

"Mommy, does God love us?"

"Yes he does."

"Then why doesn't he tell us?"

"He will tell us one day."

"Why doesn't he stop all of us fighting?"

"Because he is testing our strength, our devotion to him."

"Mommy."

"Yes."

"Why did he have to kill daddy?"

"It was daddy's time. One day you and I will die too and get to be with him again."

6 Years Later

"I don't understand how someone so generous and giving could take everything away from someone, just like that. To prove their loyalty to him. Like it's a bet. That seems like a selfish thing to me."

"Go to your room and beg for your forgiveness. How dare you question our lord."

"Maybe it's time you should."

At School

"I'm sorry I don't understand that word, atheism?"

"Wow have you been in a hole. It's the religion where you don't believe in anything. When you die, you die. You are stuck in the ground until the worms eat your remains."

"Oh... well that doesn't really sound like me. I would like to think we go somewhere afterwards, I just don't believe a lot of the things my mother tells me."

"Oh, then your agnostic."

Back Home.

"Mom, I think I'm agnostic."

"Oh lord!" She cries. "Please forgive my son for his sins! He is just a boy"

The mother then drags her only son, back to the church. She puts him in a confession and makes him stay there until he understands their religion. After that she puts him in a catholic school where he is beaten everyday, for having questions.

A day before he turned eighteen, he commit suicide. He was buried right next to his father. That was the day his mother stopped going to church.

Faulty Character

In the midst of it all, a sort of... quiet peace eases over me. And I laugh. I become so overwhelmingly hysterical I can't breath, almost choking myself. Everything is so pathetic, including myself. And I say this in the most complete un-pessimistic way. People are pathetic. I take a drag of my imaginary cigarette, and go into a deep trance. Everyone is so vain, and I say all of this even about myself. I am not the type to blame other people and prove their faults to make me look different. Everyone has their faults, with me most likely at the top of the list. But enough about me, since that is an imperfection in itself. Why do people need to feel superior? Even if it involves putting other people in a hole to get there. Is it out of jealousness? No, in my opinion it is out of instinct. But this isn't about anyone specific, this is in general. Everyone will do this at some point. And I personally, would like to get it over with as soon as I can. I don't want cancer, which is why I am pale and only smoke imaginary cigarettes. But in our society it is desired to be tan. Why are things so acceptable and desired so dangerous for your health? Alcohol has a high death rate. Which in my opinion is not acceptable. There are hundreds of ways to make you live longer, and so many people do stupid things because those are the things "worth living" but I believe there are plenty of other ways to enjoy life then threatening it. Well, gentlemen, I am complete.