Module 8 Story #6

Phew!  I’ve been gone since Thursday, which for me lately, is a long time! 🙂  (Do any of you feel like I post too much?)

The last part!  Sorry it’s a little short.

I got no inspiration for a story while reading Module 9, but I just finished Module 10 and I’m working on writing one story for both modules, since they kind-of go together.  AND–this one’s not written in first-person!

Anyway, enjoy:


I lay in bed that night, thinking about all this. It was so confusing. Everybody seemed to know what they believed except me. Dad had told me I should pray. I could just try it. Why not? Couldn’t hurt, could it? But how exactly did one pray? I had only heard people pray out loud—my parents before meals, and the pastor at church. But that was different.

“God,” I whispered. “If you exist, will You show me—answer me?”

“I tried praying last night,” I said at breakfast the next day, as casually as I could manage. “I’m waiting for my answer.”

“Good for you! Do you expect to be answered?” Dad asked, smiling.

“Yeah, I guess I do.” I smiled, though I had no idea why. “What do I do about it now?” I added, suddenly realizing that I didn’t really need an answer to believe in God anymore.

“Well, when you’re ready to follow Jesus you should pray and tell Him that you’re giving Him control of your life,” Mom said. “Then I think we should tell people.”

“Like… Uncle Zade?” I couldn’t help but think of him first.

“Yes, I think you should tell Zade.”

“Will he be mad, do you think?”

“I don’t know, hon. I don’t think so, but I think he’ll be disappointed.”

“I’m sorry about that. Do you think we should stop e-mailing?”

“Well, he might ask you questions you can’t answer. But if you’re willing to talk those through, I have no problem with it.”

“Could I ask Mr. Pirrip about them?”

“Yes, that’s a great idea. Do you want me to ask him for his e-mail address?”

“Yes, please. I’d love that!”

The End


Yeah, you nailed it, Skylar.  At first I wasn’t sure I wanted to have Carol become a Christian at the end because it sounded to picture-perfect or stereotypical, but there was no other way to have a good ending.  Like it or hate it, sometimes stories just come, and there’s nothing you can do about it. #IKnowI’mWeird #AuthorsAreLikeThis

Well?  Thoughts?  Comments?  Concerns?  I’d love to hear what you thought of my second science story! 🙂

5 thoughts on “Module 8 Story #6”

  1. Great ending, Hanna! I didn’t think that it was too stereotypical, I thought it was good! I can’t wait until you start posting your third science story. I’m interested in seeing what it will be like, since you aren’t going to be doing it in first person. Any idea when you will start posting it? ~Savannah

    1. Unfortunately, not any time soon. I still only have a few paragraphs written. 🙁 And it’s also not as deep. . . pretty much just facts. It might prove disappointing after this! I just raised my own bar a bit, I think! 🙂

  2. YOU THINK YOU POST TO MUCH?!?!?! NEVER!!! There is no such thing as too many posts! I LOVE to many posts! Oh wait, I pretty much just contradicted myself. How can I love to many posts, if I just said there was no such thing as too many posts? #I’mCrazyLikeThat
    GREAT story post! Great ending! Great STORY!!! I LOVED it! You are an AMAZING writer! I love this! And everything else you write! 🙂
    Ha! I can’t believe I guessed the end right!
    Okay, and thoughts, comments or concerns? Okay…
    Thought: This is awesome! You are awesome! Your stories are awesome! Your- Okay, that’s like, maximum awesomeness! #ILoveMaximumAwesomeness
    Comments: There’s a comment right here! 🙂
    Concerns: Yes, one very VERY strong concern. Your stories are so awesome that I am going to die from looking at something so awesome. But that won’t stop me from reading your stories! 🙂
    Wow, that’s a LOONNNGGG comment! Well, long for me… 🙂

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