AnonMahya

"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.…

AnonMahya

Did true love even exist in a generation filled with lies, manipulation, cheating scandals, and everything else that commonly taints a "solid" relationship? Would a girl like me, a girl who has only ever dreamed of finding a soulmate, be able to find someone who would treat me as a woman would want to be treated: treasured and adored? Are the men in this generation even capable of loving a woman correctly anymore? Is love extinct? All these questions, and I'm pretty sure about 20 or more men have obviously showed me their answers. They drew to me like a coin to a magnet, and each and every one of them would show me just how awful and disgusting men seemed to be. They'd show me that it was an impossible act for them to love any woman. They'd show me that the generation I grew up in, was incapable of loving correctly. And they'd ruin my dream to find my one true match. I'd go through it all, before I meet the one.The tales of the life of a young woman, and her hope to encounter a match made in heaven.…