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I’m Sunny, Sunny Brighton. I was born on a rainy day, which is quite ironic since my name is ‘Sunny’ and also because mom and dad were planning on getting divorced. Were.
You see, when I was born, everyone had smiles on their faces like the sun has risen to brighten up their day. I was that sun, at least that was what dad said. Was. But that’s the past now. Why? Because they’re dead…
When my parents died in a car crash, I was- I was lost, broken, and angry. I was angry with God for taking them away from me. I know I had no right to be angry at God, I just am… But why? why does this have to happen to me?! I was good all my life, I don’t deserve this…I was 13 when they died. Young and all alone. I was too young to live by myself, so I was moved to my Aunt’s house with her husband, Peter. Everything was well… me and Aunt Bea would sing songs as we do our chores and pray to God everyday. Everything was well, until Uncle Peter died… He died because of Cancer. Aunt Bea didn’t take it very well, but after two months, she finally recovered, or at least, I thought she did. I caught her drinking in the basement one day. We talked about it for awhile, and she promised she’d stop. But she didnt…
I go to the beach everyday, its the place where I vent out my feelings. Have a one on one with God, you know, stuff like that. People who go to the beach look at me like I’m crazy, probably because they think I’m talking to myself, but mom said “Do not be ashamed, Sunny. God is with us, and if He is with us, then what could stand against?”
Mom used to say that, God would listen to you when you speak to Him and sometimes even grant you wishes… I asked for my parents to come back. They never did. I knew it was impossible to bring them back. But now I doubt there is a God. I still talk to Him though and hope is still alive, but its fire is dim…
Heyooo people! To be honest, I dont know what to type in here exactly. The prologue is quite short, but its a start, I guess… I’m kind of new to this writing stuff, and I always get new ideas, so its hard to stick with one story. This is a Christian story, if you guys were wondering. But before you turn your backs on this, please give it at least one glance… it would not only help me, but might help you as well! Oh and do not be afraid to give some feedback, about the grammar, spelling, etc. it would really help.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. “