When they found out I was an atheist, they shouted calling me a devil worshiper. They said I wasn't worth the air I breathed. It was then that I knew exactly what religion did, it divided us. It made them hate for no reason. Everyday, I passed by this chapel, on it was a paper saying "Where love is not found, put it there, then you'll find it". If hatred wasn't there in the first place, there would be no need. Their words don't hurt me in any way, I just wish I could've saved them.