[ WP ] God gets tired of people denying his/her existence and makes him/herself known , he/she completely defies expectations though .

THEY CA N'T SEE YOU, THEY SIMPLY WO N'T ALLOW IT, Death declared. 
 
 *THEY MUST APPRECIATE ME*, God commanded. *THE VAST AMOUNT OF TIMES I HAVE PROTECTED THEM; I JUST CAN NOT PREVENT EVERYTHING. * 
 
 God truly had prevented a godlike amount of natural disasters. On several occasions, He shielded his Creations from savage aliens. 
 
 I KNOW A WAY FOR YOU TO BE VISIBLE, Death offered, BUT IT WILL REQUIRE ME TO CONTACT A VERY CLOSE FRIEND OF MINE -- A WIZARD. 
 
 God thought about this considerably. *IT IS TIME THEY APPRECIATE ME; DO WHAT YOU MUST. * 
 
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 A young girl, wearing red shoes, a flowered dress and a black derby felt hat, was swinging across the bars of a jungle gym before jumping to her feet. She ran cheerfully over to find her mother but the bench was empty. Feeling awfully lost, she left the playground and began walking down the dirt path. 
 
 Along the way, she got this strange feeling that something was following her. She lightened her steps, and walked slowly with ears of an owl. She heard a faint noise behind her, and immediately whipped her body around to see what was there. Nothing. She continued vigilantly. 
 
 After a few minutes, her nerves began to calm and her walk began to lighten. She was only able to take a few steps in this state of jolly before she heard the sound again, much louder than before. It was a squeal, one she had heard earlier when she was coming to the park with her mother. 
 
 She turned around and there it was: a tiny, cute looking squirrel. It was staring at her very closely, still as a statue. It's eyes glistened and it's hair was a light golden brown. The squirrel squeaked again, tapping it's tiny right foot on the ground. 
 
 *I AM THE ONE YOU PRAY TO AT NIGHT; THE ONE YOU SAY GRACE TO BEFORE DINNER; I AM YOUR ALMIGHTY GOD. * 
 
 The little girl smiled. She always thought squirrels were absolutely one of the cutest mammals she had ever seen, and this one was no exception. `` Aw, you are a wittle cutie, are n't ya'' she said in a slightly high pitched baby voice. `` Would you like to help me find my mommy?'' 
 
 *DO YOU NOT HEAR ME? * God commanded, *I AM THE ALMIGHTY GOD, I HAVE COME HERE TO TELL YOU ALL THAT I DO FOR YOU, SO YOU CAN APPRECIATE ME! * 
 
 `` Aw, you are so cute! I'll pet you, you wittle cutie.'' The girl knelt onto her knees and placed her hand on the squirrels head. `` Come on, let's go find mommy''. 
 
 God, after realizing the little girl could not understand him, scurried away and climbed up the nearest tree. *I must find someone older*, he thought. Perched on a branch, He stared down at the park, looking for the next person to try to speak to. 
 

