Dan finally stepped into the dorm. "Where were you?" I say. "Detention." That's a fucking lie. "Detention doesn't take 5 hours." I pick up my cross. He backs away. "You know what I have to do, right?" I raise the cross above my head. This is what he has to deal with when he dates a strongly religious girl. "Sins shall be punished." I stab the sharpened cross in his stomach. He starts bleeding out his mouth and falls down. I decide it's not worth it to do more. "Get up, and go to bed." He does as I say and goes to bed. I walk over to the mirror and check my hair. I change into my pajamas. I turn off the lights and crawl into bed with him. I stare up at the ceiling. I don't want to do this to him, but he needs to stop sinning. I hope he understands why this is necessary. I try to hug him, but he instantly got up and started yelling. 

    "You never even cared about me, did you? You only care about your stupid fucking religion. I don't wanna be a part of it! I DON'T." I get up too, and match his energy, "MAYBE IF YOU BELIEVED IN GOD, NONE OF THIS WOULD HAPPEN!!!! AND IF BELLA BELIEVED, SHE WOULD STILL BE HERE!" Dan pushed me out of the room and shut the door. I can't believe it. That's MY dorm too. 

     Whatever, I'll just go to the church. I walk downstairs, and Ms. Hannko stops me. "Where are you going?" "The church." I walk past her and go outside. I get to the church after an hour. Good. The confessions are still there. I go up to one of the stands. "Hello, young lady. What seems to be the problem?" "Can I talk to Minister Chad Castovf?" "Yes, yes you may." The man walks me to my father's office. It is filled with crosses and statues of Jesus. "Yes, dear?" He has his cross over his neck and has ripped papers of confessions on his desk. "Dan is still refusing to convert. We had a bad fight, and I had to punish him. Again."My father nods."Of course, dear. Is there any way we can convince Dan to convert?" "Well, if we pray really hard, maybe God would listen."My father chuckles and grabs his bible. He opens it up and says "Dear Father, I have come to speak with you, and I ask that you show mercy on our soon-new addition to the family. Dan is currently having trouble getting a hold of his religion. We don't understand where he's been brought up to be. But please show him the error of his ways so that he can move forward and become a better person." My father closes the bible. He looks at me. "What do you think, honey? Do you think this might work?" "I think it will." I give him a kiss and walk out of the church. The street should have signs to warn me about sewer drains. I was walking across the street, and BAM. There goes my dignity. I fell into the sewers. Was this God's way of punishing me?  No. I have done nothing wrong. I am a saint. But how could He allow this to happen? How could He permit this? I must pray. I must ask God why he allowed such an atrocity to happen before my very eyes. I kneel in the filthy water. My clothes and shoes are ruined now, but who cares? They won't even matter anyway.