Why God Why Novels & Stories

She probably lacked unconditional love, too. I hissed at whoever handled her pain. "Life can be cruel," I muttered, as I recollected about the stories that she told me about her life. 'What joy does it derive from seeing this poor soul in pain?' I questioned, and grew more specific with my internal dialogue, 'Why would God even add to her pain by snatching away the major source of her joy?' I muttered the second time, 'Why?' Hoping to hear Him this time, I got more direct with my question, 'God, why?'

Trusting you again Leaving the pains Why not getting it back in return Why am I always in the fault? Why Me? THE END

"What?" "Why did you kill your father?"

I worked hard, I practiced, I starved ,I prayed to God. Why am I always unwanted? Does God not consider me human too? Why?

But she can't stop him. "I also love you and Jin! Why is God playing before our lives? Can't we just live better?" She asked God. [Is this true?] [ To be continued... ]

boy do the same as Ariel said, he was surprised to see the goddess in front of him, he was angry on her, why she didn't do anything when he was suffering alone. boy:- so you are god, you are really beautiful, can you explain to me why you didn't help me when I was suffering alone and when I was about to die, why didn't you let me die when I was suffering, explain you are the goddess of death, why didn't you something, why didn't you kill me so I don't have to suffer, after all, you are the goddess of death, why I am alive and keep suffering.

“Why, son?” “Mom, what do you mean by ‘why?’ Why! Ha, I was made a fool for months! Do you know how many times I asked her to tell me the truth! Why? Because I can't love her the way I had loved her for all these years. That's why.”

I asked him, "Notice? What notice? I haven't got any notice, have you seen it?" The guy relaxed and said, "Oh thank God, you don't know about the notice." I asked curiously, "Why do you thank God? And why will I not see the notice?What is it about?" The guy stammered and replied, "No there is no need to see the notice for you." I asked, "Why there is no need to see the notice? Hey! you, wait a minute, I have something to ask you, wait."

“Yeah? Really? Same song, same dance, heard it all before! Let me ask you something Mr. Healer, same question that’s always stumped everyone before, the question no one can ever answer. If God really wants to heal me, wants to get rid of my pain so bad . . . why the hell did He make me like this in the first place?” I slapped my right thigh and snarled, “Why the fuck would God twist up my legs and hips if He could heal me whenever He wants? Why put me through all that? Wait, wait!” I assumed an expression of mock-awe, holding up a hand as the man in yellow started to answer. “I know! That’s always the same, too! He crippled me and gave me all this pain and made me different from everyone els

Wanted his children to follow his foot step in Doing God’s will. At list people who knew him came to show him the respect. In the burial ground “Chai…, Mama chinasa is okay, stop now, God has his purposes, he knows why it happened” A woman said, she was just standing right beside her, consoling the poor woman. She throws herself on the floor, rolling.