I thought carefully about what Louis said. If God loves me, He will not take my happiness away from me. If He loved me, I would not have been born into this chaotic world.
"What's bothering with you?" asked Louis. He sat beside me and leaned to the wall.
"Nothing," I lied.
"It's okay even if you don't say it, as long as you have a question I'm just here," he said.
"Why are you so nice?" I shouted at him so he was a little surprised. "I'm disgusted with your kindness, because
I'm gradually getting to be like you," I
whispered.
"Listen to your heart," he said.
"Do you hear what your heart says?" I can keep asking him.
He laughed and looked up at the sky.
"What I mean is, you feel it. Don't hold back what it wants," he explains.
"Okay fine!" I answered and shrugged. I knew he w
