A while ago when I was just 2 months old my brother Ilan, an angel gifted from God to my family passed away. A gift to short to be returned. A terrible tragedy can 't even describe this horrific event. When my mother gave birth to me it was the happiest day in her and …show more content…
Though it isn 't just one incident, it 's my parents divorce, my ongoing terrible high school experience, kids who used to bully me, etc. I’ve had a really tough life. I try to do be nothing but nice, caring and friendly. Yet all these good characteristics come and stab me in the back. My mother, a single mom, strives so hard to make me happy after bad things have happened to her. Her strength shows me that there is still hope out in the world. Although I do have hope, I question God’s system. It’s hard to believe in God-given rewards when God tends to punish good people more than he rewards them. I know that I’ll never have a reason about why so many cruel things have happened to my family and I, but I will never stop questioning why. I am not a pessimist but I this I