Death of An Atheist

(mini flash)

My father was struggling for air; his heart was squeezing the life out of him. He was all alone in the gloom.

I went to his bedside for a moment, whispered prayers for his soul. His breathing slowed down, calmed down. He closed his eyes. An unearthly voice spoke in his ear. Finally, he believed.

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