Mood:  sad

*Emma sits in bed with the camera on her*

 Emma:
*Waves* You alright? Yeah, I thought I'd talk to you, because, like, I never do and I guess now is... um... the time to talk. 

*Nods*

Emma:
And so I thought, why not the internet? Everyone's online these days.

*Pauses and nods*

Emma:
Dear God, heh, sounds bad. Dear Lord... God... Christ... Almighty... Jesus... You've got a lot of names. Althrough, I think if I was you, I'd be called 'Almighty.' Yeah, it sounds pretty epic.

 *Scratches her cheek*

Emma:
And know, my mum used to take me and sister to Sunday School every Sunday.  *Nods* I quite liked it, great stories. There was one story about Jonah... Anyway, he got stuck in a whale. Ingenius. Yeah, because you sent him somewhere to go do something, but he went in the other direction. But, you sent him to Jerusalem, but he went to Nappa. So, on his way there, you created this big f**k off storm to stop him. And then you flood him into the city. Then, this mad-man whale pops up and eats Jonah whole.

*Pause*

Emma:
But... three whole days he spent there, Jonah. Just kicking back in the whale's belly. No food, no drink, just praying. Just kept praying that you would let him out. And, you did. You got the whale to spit him back out again, because you... because you forgive people. Jonah...

*Pause*

Emma:
Anyways, you had me in that whale's belly for three whole minutes. And then you spat me right back out again. So, um... thanks mate, for sparing me!

*She gives a thumb up*

Emma:
Then again, they say, "the good die young." I suppose that makes perfect sense then.

*Points to herself with a sheepish smile* 

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