Clearly, I only do this for my own sake. For organizational purposes. But here's what's coming up next in my novel, that I need to write about. God, I sound like such a pretentious asshole when I say "my NOVEL" but trust me, I'm humble and realistic about it. I'm no heavy hitter. Yet.
Before I start, let me just say these "all-natural, organic" "calming pills" or whatever Mom gets me take a bit to kick in, like most things except for harder drugs, but damn, when they do I feel slightly stoned. They do have a weed taste to them. The capsules are filled with this herb type shit. No joke! In any case, doesn't nearly fuck you up as much as Night Quill. I'm trying to quit that stuff...no I DID quit it. That was only a three of four time deal. I was as stressed as hell with my Math class and shit and just my inner bullshit that I would chug it in the mornings or during the day to give me a euphoric, sedate feeling all day. It tastes like shit, but damn does it work! It makes you feel very lightheaded and good. But so bad for you, I can imagine. Anyway, I'm trying this new thing where I DON'T try to be a "tormented, self-destructive" writer purely for the sake of experience. Yeah, I've got anxiety issues but I can more than handle them now. But I am NOT Sylvia Plath. She is my idol and all but I am not depressed, I'm not bipolar, not by any means.
Anyway, I digress. Mi libro. Jane is currently at the hospital, just about to step into Katherine's room. She is absolutely befuddled because she has no idea what in the hell happened to Katherine. All she got was some cryptic phone call or something, readers will assume. And to her horror Katherine seems to be a changed person. She is spouting off absolute nonsense. She stares blankly ahead, not really making eye contact with Katherine. Katherine's parents seem unfazed though, and are just relieved that she's okay, and prance out of the room to give the girls privacy.
Jane prods her with questions, giving that she has no boundaries, and after hearing the horror story of what happened---there was a skiing accident, and a young boy was killed. Katherine merely broke both of her legs and her right arm. She keeps telling Jane she "saw an apparition who was beckoning to her"
"To say what? To not fucking go skiing again,"
Katherine gets insanely angry, but calms down when she reaches for the Bible on her tray table. Then after she rattles off some bullshit about "youth group" Jane reaches for the Bible and finds a few pamphlets in there about Evangelicalism and such. And about a church notorious for brainwashing.
"It's not Christianity, it's not even fucking religion!"
Jane wakes up Katherine and goes off on her, very concerned, and feels as if her friend will never be the same. She fears for her, pities her, while simultaneously selfishly bashes Evangelicalism, though she is indeed right about most of what she said. All of it basically. It's nutty as shit.
Katherine banishes her from her life, and the next time Jane sees her is when she's back in school and she smugly makes eye contact with Jane while leaving their English class. Then she finds out someone "anonymously" spilled the beans about Jane's blog and how she bashed their English teacher, Ms. Von Piers in it. The tale ends with Jane seeing Katherine in the hall looking like a completely different human being, clad in a cardigan sweater, a long, pencil skirt and sensible shoes, with a cross necklace making a face that nearly proves she did the dirty deed.
"You are no Christian," Jane wanted to say.
Then the story continues.
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