One question that dawned on me for the longest time was, does God exist? This question was asked out of pure curiosity for what we see all around the world: chaos on the television, the trauma from our ancestors’ past, and my own personal psychological troubles. These three factors combined would be the basis for my question to the world, does God exist? Growing up in a single mother household, in Chicago, Illinois was an interesting experience for me and my younger brother. We lived our wonderful lives but the same was not for those near or in the inner city. The most we ever saw was what was on television. At one point during our young age it seemed to be more innocent because that's where our mind was at the time. Our routine was to wake up in the morning, check the weather, and then dash off to school. Some mornings we had no school or a late start, so then we watched the news for the rest of the day. Then, one random day, that alludes me so, the news turned, the stories grew