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My family was never really religious. When I grew up, my mother did tell me about God though. And the bible. And how God was a divine being that watched over us, and our actions. God would ensure the safety of all that believe.


So I prayed. I never really knew how. It was an awkward conversation in my head everytime. I prayed for change for others. To better their lives. To stop seeing a world of people living in poverty and misery, no lives bearing any happiness. I prayed for the harsh realities to all fade. I closed my eyes tight while I lay in bed, and I spoke out into the universe. However, each night I prayed, I never did aloud. I never produced the sound. I never muttered out into the open.

And so, there was never a reply.

I went years praying, and praying, and watching nothing happen without my hard work. I took care of the ones I loved, and I looked after them. Suddenly, I realize what God was. Suddenly, it all makes sense. The riddles have been solved. I don't pray anymore.

I speak.