On God’s Birthday
God received a ‘Do-It-Yourself Creation Kit’ for his birthday.
“Thank you Mum! Thank you Dad!”
God’s insincere thanks brought a wry smile to His parent’s lips.
“Oh, well…’ commented God’s mum to her husband, ‘At least we tried.’
God popped the box under his bed and returned to his copy of ‘The Brando’.
As she would have looked (IMO)
Character Name: Constance Truggle
She was born into a family feud; not her fault, obviously; but, it didn’t help her with her upbringing that the intricate machinations of parents, uncles, older cousins, step-relatives (usually the worst) and siblings kept the climate either frosty or fiery in her surroundings.
However, Constance was a joy.
Never complaining about a thing, she was simply a perfect being,
That said, Constance was destined to struggle throughout her life in more ways than one.
She gave away all that she owned to those more fortunate than herself; and proceeded to live the life of a hermit in isolation and peaceful contemplation.
Constance died quietly at the age of twenty-seven from a wasting-away disease of the heart.
Mankind just hadn’t looked like saving itself; so what was the point for her to continue?