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Note from Drunkard: It's 911 again. Three years ago, when Drunkard was still called a drunkard from the Frontier, he wrote such an article. This is also the most widely circulated article among Drunkard's works. It was first posted on the Forum of Powerful Country, but later it was turned around and turned into a suicide note of terrorists. Drunkard was called a "patriotic traitor" for this and vomited wine. Seeing the more chaotic the war against terrorism, the Drunkard couldn't help posting him again.

If you like it, just read it as a sketch. If you don’t like it, just use wine to make me feel better. The higher the wine, the better.

Tonight, our souls will stand together before God

Original title: Tonight, our souls will stand before God together (Note: not the suicide note of terrorists)

"Our souls will travel through the tomb and stand together before God. We are equal before God, we are equal." At the age of 12, I will recite these words. I am not an Islamist, nor the religious fanatic you imagine. On the contrary, I am a Christian, a thorough Christian. Although I lived in an Arab country after a young age, my family and I believe in Christianity because God said that in His presence, we are equal.

However, just when I finished praying and was about to go to bed that night, I heard the howling sound of bombs, and then my parents' blood dyed my face red. The next day, I heard a shameless voice saying, "God bless the American people." They convinced me that the bombing was because our government made an unforgivable mistake and that killing my family was a last resort to stopping greater sins.

Have you heard it? Almighty God, someone is lying to you with the greatest voice in the world!

After that, I decided to be a journalist and let people see the true face of the murderers, and they are by no means for justice. I still believe in God because that day he allowed me to keep my life in the bombing. However, no one heard my voice, and it seemed that I was always overwhelmed by lies.

"God bless America." Iraq's hospitals were destroyed in hymns.

"God bless America", a little girl slowly died in the hope of vultures.

"God bless America", the train filled with poor people ascended to heaven before they could pray.

Every time God blesses America, thousands of people from other countries will lead to endless darkness and humiliation. However, I have never doubted God, because he once promised that we are equal before him.

Even when the little Serbian girl closed her beautiful big eyes on my legs, I still believed that God would give everyone a fair judgment. That morning, I just took a handful of retrieval of change in her hand. The angel-like smile made me feel very happy. I couldn't believe that such a little girl was also the murderer of the Albanians. However, Americans believed, so bombs shot through her beautiful forehead. No one wanted to stop and listen to the sound of the bomber, and all the media were cheering for another victory of justice.

I know that the next time the butcher knife of justice will be raised high at any time, and will be chopped on the heads of innocent people amid the cheers of God's blessing to America.

Over the years, the country that first wrote the principle of being created equal to the law of the law finally taught me something that in order to prevent more people from bleeding, people who like blood must let the bloody taste the taste of blood themselves. So, I chose to go to destruction with the sign of the murderer.

Today, you will cry for the innocent people in the building, have you ever thought about how many of the same innocent people you created have killed the bombs you created. The only difference is that your bombs are labeled "justice" and my forehead says, "terrorists".

People who have been transformed into ashes with me, tonight our souls will walk together through the graves and walk before God, and He will us a just judgment because He has promised that before him we will always be equal, regardless of property, race or color.
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