I don't believe in a God. If he exists, why does he give some people good and some bad? If he exists, why is there so much suffering? If he exists, why doesn't he help? My parents told me I should believe. I said there was no proof. They said he cares and loves for me. I said there was no proof. They said he gives and never takes. I said he takes our lives. They said he knows my heart and ways. I said that just plain creepy.