A Wiccan's Plea

You all hate me because I choose a path different than yours. You call my beliefs fake because they aren't yours. You say god will hurt me, that I'm going to hell for what I believe. You say these things to scare me. But let me tell you, they don't, they never will. I don't believe in your God or your hell, they don't scare me. Your hateful words, your dissaprroving glances never hurt me. Go ahead, tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm fake, tell me I'm misguided. Try to reform me, turn me back to the Lord. It'll never work. I know in my heart what I believe is real. I'm not here to try to convince you to be Wiccan, I'm here to tell you to stop trying to convince me to be Christian. You telling me to stop being Wiccan is the same as someone telling you to stop being Christian, or Jewish, or whatever you may be. I don't mean to attack Christians, but they are the only ones that try to change me. I know that I'm different, I know you think what I believe is evil, but your wrong. You say hurtful words, you do violent acts, because you are ignorant. You don't understand, and because of that you attack. Call me horrible names all you want, tell me I'm doomed to an eternity of torture, and I'll look you stairght in the eye and tell you you're wrong. I will believe in my Goddess, my God no matter what you say to me. So here it is, my plea to you, just leave me alone. Let me believe what I wish to believe. Don't tell me I deserve to die, or write nasty things on my locker at school. Just let me be me, let me be free. That's all I ask.