This is a fictional story- yet it seems to tell what faith is all about in a dramantic way.
“Hurry up, Judy. We’ll be late for school!”
“Whatever,” Judy yelled. Let her brother leave without her. What did she care? She’d rather be a few minutes late than to arrive at school without her makeup perfectly applied and her hair styled just the right way. After all, as the most popular girl in school, she had a reputation of perfection to protect.
Judy saw her friends in front of the high school and immediately starting talking about the dance coming up this weekend.
“I wonder if Kathy has date?” Amanda said.
“I don't know who would go with her,” Brittany said and laughed.
“I know,” said Judy. “I hate it when she answers all the questions in class and acts like the teacher’s pet. Just then, Kathy walked by. Judy burst out laughing.
Kathy visible stiffened, but a forced smile curled her lips.
The bell rang, and Judy filed into the classroom. She flipped her hair as she walked past Ethan’s desk, but he appeared not to notice. Probably nervous about our test, Judy thought.
“Class, settle down,” said Mrs. Denton. “Clear your desks. This test will be timed. You’ll have—”
Just then, a deafening gunshot echoed through the room. Judy ducked beneath her desk as the room erupted in chaos. Desks were overturned and screams filled the air as more gunshots were fired.
I’ve gotta get out of here, Judy thought. She bolted for the door, to find her way blocked by the shooter. Frantic, Judy whipped around, looking for a way to escape. Only she and Kathy remained in the room. They had no way out.
Judy turned to face the deadest eyes she’d ever seen. The boy looked straight at her with a blank, emotionless stare. He raised his gun and pointed it at Judy.
“No!” Kathy yelled.
In an instant, she lunged in front of Judy as the gun went off. Kathy collapsed into Judy’s arms as the fire alarm sounded throughout the school.
The boy with the gun turned and walked away.
“No, Kathy, no! Why did you do that?” Judy cried. She leaned toward the doorway. “Help! Someone help me!”
Sobs wracked Judy’s body as Kathy struggled to breath. “Why did you do that? I’ve treated you so badly. You should have ran away.”
“I see everyone as a brother and sister of Jesus,” Kathy managed. “I coudn't let him shoot my sister.”
Those were Kathy’s last words. Judy held the girl, weeping, until the police came and took her out of the building.
“A sister of Jesus,” she cried that night while lying in bed. She’d never thought about Jesus, except for when she was a little girl. Then and there, Judy prayed. She prayed like she’d never prayed before. “I want to become a passionate follower of You, Jesus.”
And that’s just what she did. Judy traveled to high schools all around her state, sharing her story, so that others could see how true faith and love is lived. Kathy had shown her that a true hero is not like the popular ones on television. “Kathy,” she told all who would listen, “was a true hero of faith.”
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