This story focuses on a single character who is suffering from an illness. All of his loved ones have left him, leaving him completely alone. The only source of strength for him is witnessing the dawn by the seashore. Every day, I go to the seashore to witness the first light of dawn because, in some way, I want to catch a glimpse of the last light before nightfall in my life. My name is Laura, and I will be 26 years old tomorrow. I am all alone in this life because my parents passed away when I was only five years old. They both succumbed to severe illnesses—my mother had stage 4 cervical cancer, and my father had a sudden heart attack while working in the fields. Even though I wanted to take them to the hospital for treatment, I was just a child with no means and no money, so I could do nothing but cry beside them as they suffered from their ailments until they took their last breath. Twenty years have passed since they left, but to this day, I still grieve for them, and the pain remains deep in my heart. I am utterly alone, with no friends or relatives to turn to. The only way I survive is by selling vegetables and scavenging. I envy other children when their birthdays come around because they have parties, friends who greet them, and gifts. But every year on my birthday, it is the saddest and most painful day of all because it is the day my loved ones died. During Christmas and New Year, while my neighbors are celebrating, I am at home, alone, with no one to talk to and nothing to eat. I want to be angry at God and scream at Him, asking why out of all the people in the world, He chose my family and me to suffer this way. I wouldn’t mind if we weren’t rich, as long as I had a complete and happy family. I’ve tried to end my life several times, but something always stops me. Why can’t I do it? Last year, I started to feel weak, and my head was constantly aching. Eventually, I was taken to the hospital because my body could no longer cope. There, the doctors discovered that I had stage 4 brain cancer. I didn’t fully understand what the doctor was saying, but his final words were enough to make my tears flow uncontrollably, and my knees trembled as if I were a candle about to be extinguished, needing only a puff of wind to snuff out my flame. Life seems like a cruel and challenging game, filled with endless problems that bring overwhelming sorrow, making my once colorful world seem like it has faded away. I went to the seashore at dawn, and as I awaited the break of day, I noticed a bottle floating in the water with a piece of paper inside. I didn’t know where it came from, but I quickly picked it up, opened it, and read what was written. As I read the letter, my eyes widened, I felt weak, and I sat down, trembling: My Dear Child, I always watch over you, whether at the break of dawn or as the sun sets. I listen to you constantly, and I see every tear that falls from your eyes. My dear Child, I am always by your side, listening to you. I know that you are angry and resentful towards Me, but I have never left you, and I have never abandoned you. If you think that no one loves you, know that with every second and every minute that your heart beats, with every breath you take, and with every time you wake up and fall asleep, whether you cry or laugh, I am always right there beside you. I have never left you. I hear every pain you go through, and I am always there to hold you back when you are about to do something harmful in your life. Sometimes, my child, when I see that you can no longer carry on, without you even realizing it, I am the one carrying you in My arms. And sometimes, when the weight of your burdens becomes too much, I am there, embracing you, even if you don’t notice it. My child, I know you are tired and deeply hurt, but allow Me to heal all the pain and wounds you carry. My child, your value to Me has never changed, and neither has My love for you. So let Me back into your heart and love Me again. With Love, God Tears streamed down my face endlessly after reading the letter, and I felt a cold breeze, as if someone was embracing me. I wanted to scream, I wanted to let out all my emotions, but the heavy burden I was carrying began to feel lighter and lighter. I couldn't find the words to say, but I could feel His love for me as I watched the morning light appear. Even though I had wanted to end my life, feeling like there was no more color in it because everyone I loved had left me—no family, not even a friend to lean on—when I read that letter, which I have no idea where it came from, suddenly a bottle appeared with a piece of paper inside. I don’t know where or who it came from, but when I read it, I found hope. I found that someone still loves me behind my flaws. I need to start and fix my life with new hope, together with Him. And here I realized, behind the dawn, He was there all along, listening to me and watching over me. He never left me, He never forsake me even until the sun set.