i don't believe in god

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my brother put on the news on a couple nights ago, and they were airing an update to a story of a girl who'd gone missing a couple of towns over. the sheriff or something was speaking to a crowd.

"she'd been in the arms of god for some time when we found her"

when he said that, his memory of the scene was beamed into my head. i threw up on the couch. my brother ran off to his room for the rest of the night. cleaning vomit off of fake leather is really annoying. i have a hard time believing she felt god's embrace in her final moments. what a stupid thing to say about something so gruesome.