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An Atheist

It's a sad, sad life. Going through days without worry, without fear, of being judged by someone in the sky you've never met. It's heartbreaking and pathetic. Following morals that feel right, felt in your heart, instead going by ancient word in a "holy" book. I am stupid, I am ignorant. I believe differently than you, and I shall be outcast, condemened to eternal hell, because you disagree with me. Is this what your "God" really wants?
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Written by
monica-belle-brand
American
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Nov 28, 2011
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I usually don't go bashing religions, but today I've felt particularly upset and offended, especially since my own mother told me I was "stupid" after I told her I was an Atheist.

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