Does God really exist in this world?

Actually, I would never have had this doubt before this happened, because I heard my mother say that it was a great disrespect to God, but I still want to raise my head and shout loudly -

God, do you really exist?

If you really exist, then why can't you see what's happening now?

If you really exist, why do you treat us like this?

You know my dad was a pianist, but I lost him when I was very young, and my mom said it was because you wanted to hear the piano, so I took him to the heavenly palace and he would come back whenever you didn't want to hear it.

I'm afraid to pray to you that Dad will come back soon, because Mom said that is disrespectful to you, we can't be disrespectful to you, we can only have worship, respect and trust in you.

So I've been waiting, waiting for the day when you'll get tired of your dad's piano music. It may be selfish to think so, but I still wish every day that my dad would suddenly become unable to play the piano.

Because I wanted my dad to come home and be with me.

I want to eat with him, I want him to play with him, I want him to tell me stories, I want him to kiss me on the forehead before I go to sleep, and other people's dads do that.

I also wanted him to help my mother share some of the work, my mother was too tired to be alone, she did everything, I wanted to help, but she always refused me, saying that I couldn't do it well anyway, so it was better not to do it.

But in fact, I know that she wants me to have a happy and carefree childhood like other children, so I said that, in fact, I have already done a lot of work behind her back.

I still remember washing dishes for the first time.

At that time, my mother had just finished eating, and she was too tired to fall asleep on the sofa, and she was going to wake up and wash the dishes. I feel so sorry for her, her hands are calloused.

So I moved a bench to the kitchen, and I stood on the bench to wash the dishes, and I washed the dishes the same way my mother washed the dishes on weekdays, but in the end, I felt that my mother could not wash them cleanly.

Later, my mother woke up and told me that I didn't put dish soap. I was scared at the time because I didn't listen to my mom and I thought she would get angry and scold me, but she just hugged me gently and said sorry to me.

I still don't understand why she said sorry, so Dad, when are you going to come back? I really want to see you, I really have so many questions and so many things to tell you.

If there really is God, then you must be able to hear my voice, right?

If I have offended you by what I had hoped for, I sincerely apologize to you.

It doesn't matter if Dad comes back or not, but you can't torture my Mom anymore, that doesn't make sense, does it?

My mom has been kind to others all her life, and I have learned to be kind to everyone like her, but in the end we don't seem to get anything.

Mom said it doesn't matter, kindness is not reciprocated.

I understand, I understand all the truths, but why is she so kind to be treated so unfairly? Why do we believe in your existence and uphold a good heart, but there are still bad people who want to beat us?

If you really exist and you can see me, then you must be very surprised, because my body is as stiff as a popsicle at this moment.

It was so cold that my vision was blurry to the point where I couldn't see my fingers.

Whose responsibility is this, exactly?

Is it my fault? Is it my mother's fault? Or are we all wrong?

We shouldn't be nice to others, and we shouldn't give away part of our food rations to others when we are running out of food.

We don't expect anything in return, but why should they be ungrateful?

Mom didn't lie, this year's harvest was very poor, and we really only have the last bite of food to feed ourselves.

But why don't they believe it, don't ...... Why don't they believe it? Why should they be arrogant when they have always only accepted our relief and relied on the food we give us to survive?

Mom was taken away by them, forcibly and unreasonably, because they thought that their failure to eat was all caused by their mother, and it was their mother's kindness that created the demon in their hearts.

In order to protect me, my mother hid me in a camera obscura at the bottom of the freezer.

She knew it would be painful for me, and I knew she was there to protect me, because she couldn't imagine what the demons would do.

In fact, the demons did turn my house upside down in order to find me, except for this camera obscura, because they couldn't imagine that my mother would hide me in such a place that might freeze me to death.

She told me that after she was taken away, I was going to climb out on my own, but I found it to be a difficult thing to do.

My power is too small.

I was so frozen that I couldn't even move a finger.

I was scared, afraid that I would die, and even more afraid that my mother would be bullied by them.

But I can't do anything, I can't do anything.

I regret it, regret not stopping my mother's kindness.

I finally recognized the world as evil, terrifying, hopeless, and hopeless.

And God ...... What the hell are you?

I hope you don't exist, or you're blind, because you're not worthy of my respect at all, you're all in league with the devil, and the result of believing in you is to be destroyed by the devil.

I suddenly thought of the superhero movies my mom used to watch with me.

It was a ticket that my mother bought with great difficulty, and I remember those heroic figures who were active on the big screen, and the faces full of determination and hope have become clearer now.

I know it's fake, it's all made up by people to satisfy boredom, but I don't really like it, and I hope that people who spend a lot of money on these movies can pay more attention and relief to people like us.

But at this moment, how I wish they were real.

I wish that a hero would suddenly come down from the sky to save me and my mother, punish those demons, or destroy them.

I felt like I was confused, and I started to get cranky.

In a world where God does not even exist, a world where humanity is annihilated, who still has the heart to be a hero?

It's cold, it's getting colder......

I can barely feel my breathing......

Mom......

It seems that people like us are destined to be unable to be redeemed.

"Bang-"

The sound above my head suddenly cleared my consciousness a little more, and at the same time frightened, I was sure that someone was moving the freezer, but I didn't know if they would find the camera obscura.

The sound is getting closer.

Eventually, he stopped his hand on top of a splint just a layer away from my head.

Under my expectant and terrified eyes, the splint was pulled out.

I saw a man wearing a purple mask with the mark of a golden twelve-pointed star on his mask.

I don't know why I suddenly felt a little relieved, was it because I saw the joy in his only eyes?

He reached out his black-gloved hands and lifted me out of the camera obscura, and I wanted to remind him that my body was cold and ask him to be careful, but my lips were frozen.

What happened next was unexpected, I was held in the arms of this man, and I didn't feel cold very quickly, and my body quickly regained its vitality, which is incredible.

I felt like I could walk on the ground, and I did.

I looked at him in surprise and bowed sincerely to thank him.

As I bent over, it occurred to me that he might be the hero who heard my call and came to save me and my mother, so I asked him to save my mother.

And he also gently told me that my mother had been rescued and was waiting for me at the embassy.

All of a sudden, I felt that there was a bright sky in front of me, even in the dimly lit kitchen.

Then he took me by the hand and led me to the embassy.

I swear that the time I spent holding hands with him was the most secure moment of my life, and I almost thought he was my dad.

But I knew it wasn't possible.

I didn't understand why my mom was at the embassy, but the moment I actually saw her, any doubts were gone.

I cried loudly in her arms for the first time in a long time, venting my inner depression to the fullest.

Well, I took back the vow I had just made, and sure enough, I felt more secure in my mother's arms.

Later I learned that the embassy was through the Mask Man...... Forgive me for calling him that, because I didn't know his name until now.

Through his narration, I was deeply touched by the experience of my mother and me, so he was willing to hire us to work and live in the embassy in the future, although the remuneration will not be much more than before, but at least the security can be absolutely guaranteed.

This incident is indeed something to be happy about, but now that I have calmed down, I want to know more about the group of good demons who trampled on me and my mother, and what kind of ending they were.

The masked man told me that the demons had been duly punished.

It was something that made me happier than that, but for some reason, my mom was nervous when she saw my reaction, with obvious concern in her eyes.

Well, I guess she might still be haunted by what just happened.

The masked man finally exchanged a few words with the people at the embassy and was about to leave, I was very reluctant to let him go, so I stepped forward to stay, but he just gently stroked my head and told me to be strong, to work hard and repay my mother when I grow up.

I know that people like this have a mission, and it is impossible for me to stop because of my little girl's request, and although I am sad, I have to give up.

But at the very least, I want to know where he came from.

I don't think it's too much to ask, I don't want to know who the person who saved my life is, and I've vowed in my heart that if I meet him again in the future, I will do everything I can to repay him.

He probably saw the strange determination in my eyes, and he took me aside, whispered the answer I wanted, and disappeared into the night.

I clenched my fists as I looked in the direction he was leaving, and his gentle voice kept ringing in my head—my name was Black Night, and I came from one of the largest countries in the East.

Night, I will always remember this name.