Essay on Is There A God?

1051 Words Sep 15th, 2016 5 Pages
I’m a 30 year old man, a husband, a father… yet I still sleep with the TV on. It’s not the dark that terrifies me, but the quiet. The thought of the overbearing loudness of it chills me to the depths of my stomach. The thoughts, oh the thoughts. At first it’s a slow oozing like oil running down the length of a dipstick: “Remember to clock out? Check. Is my homework done? I think it is. What the hell day is it anyway?” a monotonous, but necessary unwinding; my mind goes through the motions in order to defrag so that I might wake up tomorrow to do it all over again. Then it happens: “Is there a God?” I cautiously ponder. My own voice inside my mind shrinks until it’s a distant echo. As a feeling of encroaching dread slips over my body gathering with all its weight on my chest, I struggle to breath. I know what’s coming. It’s the same thing that always comes for me. Finally the deafening silence is shattered not with a shout but a whisper. “Today’s the day?” a voice not unfamiliar, but not my own. “What day?” I shudder, but I already know. “The day that I get you.” It says again. “Who are you?” I ask (sensing I already have this answer). “I’m the one who put you here don’t you remember.” It says jovially. My heart is now pounding, I’m drenched in sweat, and soaked in fear. The voice now monstrous, reverberating off the walls of my skull utters “I’m the Devil, and this is your Hell.” Now what it says next isn’t always the same, but what happens next is: I stay completely…

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