Start your story with a character saying “Are you there, God? It’s me…”

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“Suzie Q” by Priyam Majumdar

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Are you there, God? It's me, Suzy Q, and I want you to stop Max from leaving me. I sat in a corner as if invisible while these thoughts ran in my head. I always give too much of myself. I don't know what I'm going to do now.Max seemed lost in his own rhythm of sorting and packing. Then, the room began to slowly fill up with emptiness. All that was once familiar disappeared one by one into large brown boxes that smelt of sharpened pencils. The silence was uncomfortable and unusual. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore. So I got up and mad...

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“The Cave” by K.J. Hanson

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Are you there, God? It’s me… Josh. I know you’re probably busy and I don’t want to bother you too much, but, uh, I’m still stuck in this cave. Remember when we talked the other day, you said after it was over that I would ascend to Heaven. You know, or something like that. Well, I don’t mean to bug you, but it’s been like two days. I can’t say for sure because it’s as black as the pharaoh’s heart in here, but judging by how bored and hungry I am, I would say it's been two days. Which kind of puts me in a bind because I told everyone I would ...

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“In His Image” by Victoria Luu

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Content warning: language, abuse."Are you there, God? It's me, Rebecca." She was not the praying sort, but desperate times as they say. Her hands shook as she sorted the papers from the desk drawer. He had gone not ten minutes past and the adrenaline from holding things steady still carved its path through her nerves.Gripping the pages, the tips of her thumb and forefinger smarted from snatching the bread from the toaster just a little past done that morning. Burning the toast was a bit unusual. The berating, the disappointment&nbs...

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“Midnight X-ray” by Lunny Muffin

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“Are you there, God? It’s me again.” He said it quietly in his head. “Today will be ninety two days since we started this journey. I have been patient and I continue to hope for the best but lately, it’s getting harder to see the light. I have asked and asked everyday yet you remain quiet.” He uttered. “I used to come to church as a little boy knowing you will answer but as a man I doubt a lot. I, myself have not been of good standing, a liar, a cheat and prideful one, nothing to be desired but here I am like a baby. Afraid an...

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“Are you there god, It's me again?” by Michelle Mc Kenna

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“Are you there God, It’s me again?” I’ve watched as your works have become action. I have listened to your messages and carried them to others. I have even sat for hours and days in contemplation and you have never once disillusioned me. Thank you for your words and actions. I come to you now to inquire about the book of wisdom. It is said that you are all-knowing and that we have within us the same powers as you have. I have seen sadness and happiness. I have known sorrow and elation. I seek to understand and appreciate others coming to ...

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“On God's Deaf Ears” by Iris Champion

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“Are you there, God? It’s me, Sophia. I don’t think I can do this anymore.” I grasp the toothbrush in my hand and stand beside him. His feet are bigger than mine. Masculine, slightly dirty. I watch as he taps two of his calloused fingers together in front of his chest, his gaze fixed firmly on the photographs on the wall. I look at them, too. Old images of easier times. What I wouldn’t do to go back and stop this somehow. Too much emotion rises in my chest. I look away, intent on keeping the sadness out. Instead, I lean in toward his sh...

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“When did you last see the tramp?” by Angelina Sokolsky

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Are you there, God? It’s me. It’s - uh - it’s happening again. I caught their gaze - immediately looking down at my chest. I tugged a little at the v-neck of my dress, an embarrassing attempt to seem more self-aware than self-conscious. Or self-loathing. Hey, I’m not sure if you can do anything about them staring, but… I didn’t particularly loathe myself for going, but I did for the expectations I held walking in. The second I saw someone I knew, my heart sank and my chest tightened as the mind fog brewed and crept slowly through my entire b...

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“Making Deities” by Pandora Naveen

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Sensitive Content Warning: Mentions of physical abuse and suicide Are you there, God? It’s me. Again. Fourth time this week. I don’t know if you’ve checked recently but I’m still stuck in a body I shouldn’t be in a place I definitely shouldn’t be. I still have two chins and my parents still fight. I went to church on Sunday but I’m pretty sure you didn’t hear me last night. It just doesn’t seem fair. You hand us a crusty old book and expect us to follow it. Do you never check in down here? Because it doesn’t really apply anymore. W...

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“Jimmy's Questions” by Amanda Bird

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January 16 Are you there God? It’s me, Jimmy. Today in school Mrs. Warren read us a story about a king who lived a long long time ago and used pigeons to get cherries from a far away mountain. My mom’s pigeons don’t usually carry messages but since pigeons fly up into the sky I figure they must get closer to heaven where you are. I picked Ivanhoe to carry this letter because he’s my mom’s strongest pigeon. He’s the boss of the food bowl and he won’t let anyone eat until he’s finished. Even if he hasn’t been to heaven before I’m hoping he can...

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“I've Been Found” by Nevaeh Wilcox

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WARNING: Mental health problems and suicide! I finished filming my ASMR makeup video, edited a different ASMR nail art video, and the moment I closed my computer and packed it in its bag, my big smile sunk into a deep frown. I stood up, and went over to my “teary corner”, and started to curl up like all the other days I’ve been through, but realized something that stopped me from a complete ball. The room seemed to be getting slightly brighter, I looked around confused, but mesmerized. Tears had already started flowing, but I was s...

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“"Are you there, God? It's me.."” by Arya Riles

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"Are you there, God? It's me.." I was so nervous to even start a conversation, or a prayer if you will. It's been a while since I've last sat and talked with the big man up there. clearing my throat, for some reason I felt so nervous, though I've had many talks with God, but this talk was different. like..the prodigal child returning home but with a burden to get off my chest. "It's me..riley, and..it's been a while since ..you know..we last talked..or since I last talked to you...considering everything that's been happening and going on...

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“An Answered Prayer” by Cheryl Kula

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Trigger warning - story deals with death. An Answered Prayer “Are you there, God? It’s me, Violet.” Violet paused in her prayer, unsure about continuing. She didn’t know what God might think about what she wanted. Was she about to pray for murder? Violet didn’t necessarily want Pops to die, but she worried that her mother was killing herself with exhaustion. Her parents often argued about it. Violet wanted to go back to how it was before. Would it be so bad, she wondered if she just wished this long-drawn-out illness would end? Would i...

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“Mutuality” by Rob Ryter

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In the garden“Are you there, Lord? It’s me, Amelie.”It has been a long night in the garden. She has spent every hour in prayer, with barely a break.The gnarled olive trees stay mute, save for the hiss of the dawn wind through their branches, upper twigs waving like the thin, sharp-nailed fingers of a demented witch as she casts a hex on one who threatens her peace.And then Amelie sees the tall figure, at the far end of the grove, throughthe limbs and foliage. Smiling, bearded, white-robed, hands clasped, glowing in the morning sun. Open-arme...

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“How Margaret Became An Angel” by Emese TheBookAddict

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“Are you there, God? It’s me, Margaret.” Margaret asked the sky. The sky said nothing back. There was silence. Margaret sat, cross-legged, on the usual marble slab in the centre of the graveyard. She tipped her head back and glared at the sky, her hands held cupped before her face. She blinked. And waited. And the sky kept its silence. Margaret let out a sigh. She’d come here nearly every day for the last two years. She stood up and looked down at her mother's tombstone. “Goodbye.” She whispered. She’d been here for t...

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“Are You Listening to Me God” by Valerie Preston

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“Are you there God? It’s me Jo. I need your help and I’ve asked you so many times. Do you hear me now, do you ever hear me? Or do you just ignore me like everyone else?” She sat upright on the old wooden pew. The familiar smell of wood somehow seemed to settle her. It reminded her of childhood times when she would go over to see her Grandma, the only person she could truly trust and open up to. Walking in through the front door she smelt the old wooden furniture, the beeswax pungent. As always the warm chubby arms would hug her tigh...

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Start your story with a character saying “Are you there, God? It’s me…”

Submissions are closed

✍️ 108 stories

“Suzie Q” by Priyam Majumdar

“The Cave” by K.J. Hanson

“In His Image” by Victoria Luu

“Midnight X-ray” by Lunny Muffin

“Are you there god, It's me again?” by Michelle Mc Kenna

“On God's Deaf Ears” by Iris Champion

“When did you last see the tramp?” by Angelina Sokolsky

“Making Deities” by Pandora Naveen

“Jimmy's Questions” by Amanda Bird

“I've Been Found” by Nevaeh Wilcox

“"Are you there, God? It's me.."” by Arya Riles

“An Answered Prayer” by Cheryl Kula

“Mutuality” by Rob Ryter

“How Margaret Became An Angel” by Emese TheBookAddict

“Are You Listening to Me God” by Valerie Preston

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story where a character is exploring their religious or spiritual identity.

Write a story about a couple with fundamentally different beliefs.

End your story with a character saying “Thank you, God. Thanks an awful lot.” (sarcastically or not).

Write a story about a teenager whose family is moving.

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