This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God

Oh...! I thought it was Eponine, until the last paragraph...so it's Azelma. Well. Interesting twist, and thanks for giving some attention to poor neglected Azelma!

Beautifully written - I love your characterization of Montparnasse. Far more canon than the tortured-soul-inner-goodness picture most authors paint. I don't know if this was supposed to happen, but it was super-cool - I picture Eponine for the whole story, and then with the last line figured out it had to be Azelma! That was an excellent touch, if it was intentional. If not, hey, my cluelessness came in handy. Really added to the shattered-innocence idea. Am I raving now? Anyway, fantastic job!

that was really well written. nice twist at the end, though (stupid me!) i read the reviews first and knew before hand who was telling the story *does not want to give away story to peopl like herself who read reviews first so does not mention names*

Whoo, I just found this... Yay for evil Parnasse! Sometimes I like him better than my version... This is splendid, of course.

*favvies*

Wow...ending was not what I expected at all.

That was pretty good. I liked it a lot, but there was one confusing thing. The whole way through, I thought it was told by Eponine, but it was really Azelma? You might want to make that a little clearer next time. All in all, cookies for the author! (::) (::) (::)

Wow... that was really powerful... definitely going on my favorite stories list!

An interesting pairing, by the way, and one that I'm glad to see- people should really write more about Montparnasse- he's an intriguing character.

*blinks*

Wow. I did not see that one coming at all. Excellent fic, and a perfect ending. Please write more!

The end was what really made this story good; it was unexpected.

~Obsetress

That was surprising. Nice. Twisted, but nice.

Very Nicely Written. I never thought that it was 'Zelma till the very end. It was twisted. I loved it. This is going on my favorites.