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I was told by superducky just to post here so here's some fanfic that I wrote a while ago: Garmonbozia
August 19, 1989
Donna Hayward, on an agreeable summers’ day, felt herself in a difficultskhiusnkjdb Never mind that, I won’t try using the third person. I’m Donna Hayward. I’ve already dated the time when this happened, so I’m simply going to tell you this weird story that (believe it or not) actually happened to me. (Note: I’m not going to explain who everybody is and all that stuff, so if you’re reading this, you should know who all these people are.) As I said it was a pretty good summer day, and I was in a really bad mood, not grumpy or anything, I just didn’t want to do anything. I could have: Gone to the diner because I was a little hungry, called Mike before he called me (let’s just call him the Telephone Head boyfriend, the name’s from the courtesy of Harriet), seen what Laura was up to, or I could (if I made very, very good time downstairs and out the door) have gone with Dad. I decided to go see Laura. Her mom answered the door; she was in her usual attire (a bathrobe) with her usual accessory (a cigarette). “Hi Mrs. Palmer, is Laura there?” I said. “No, she’s out on the M.O.W program, then I think she’s going with Leland to a meeting” she answered. “Thanks Mrs. Palmer” I said. I hurried of because she was blowing smoke in my face (ugh, nasty). I went over to the RR to ask Norma where Laura was going. Mike was there devouring a slice of pie with Bobby; I tried to be kind of casual. I can be pretty discreet if I want to (this was one of the few times I wanted to). “Hi Norma, do you know where Laura’s headed?” I almost whispered. “Uhh…yeah. She’s going to drop by a Mrs. Tremonts’ house, and then to…Harold Smiths’ next door” Norma said kind of quietly (she catches onto that kind of stuff pretty quick). “Thanks” I said. I went out making as little noise with the bells as possible.
WARNING!
THIS PART OF THE STORY IS EXTREMELY WEIRD.
Sorry about this, I just wanted to give you a um…warning. Anyway, Laura had told me about Mrs. Tremont and her grandson, but I checked Harold Smiths’ house first. Nothing. I didn’t even bother going to Mrs. Tremonts’ house. I heard somebody humming a song, it was the really popular one at the roadhouse. It turned out to be Audrey Horne. “Hey there, Audrey” I said. She went on humming for a little. “Hi, Donna” she said (finally). “Hey…have you seen Laura around?” I asked. “Yeah, I saw her going up to daddy’s department store” Audrey said. “Hmm…she doesn’t work today, and Mrs. Palmer said she was going to a meeting with her dad…” I said. “Maybe she has separation anxiety” she said. “From what?” I asked. “Horne’s Department Store” she replied. We gave a collective snort. “Thanks Audrey” I said. “See you later Donna” she said walking away. I didn’t see Laura in the store, so I looked in the bathroom. She was there, ooh she was there.
She was on the floor of the bathroom, her clothes looked a little torn, no gaping holes or anything, just disheveled. There was a bunch of creamed corn on the floor, she was just devouring it. She was eating with her hands. “Laura?” I asked. I was kinda scared. She ignored me and kept on eating the corn like a maniac. “Laura!” I said. She still ignored me. “Laura what are you doing?” I asked, a little unnerved. She finally stopped. “Through the darkness of future past” she said quietly. “Laura?” I said. I was pretty scared by this point. “The magician longs to see. One chance out between two worlds” she said. “Laura, knock it off” I said in a really scared voice. She grabbed me with a viselike grip. “Fire, walk with me” she shrieked. I nearly screamed. Then the Log Lady came in, she isn’t exactly a calming presence, but I was glad to see her. “Margaret, there’s something wrong with Laura she’s acting like she’s insa-” I was cut off. “Silence. My log knows how to reverse the effects of the two spirits,” she said. Laura started being kind of spasmodic. The Log Lady put her hand on Laura’s head. “I will translate the spell,” she said. “Fire, thou shalt not burn. Spirit, thou shalt not curse. The game, which thou sojourners play, shalt not be played. Fire, thou shalt not burn” she said authoritatively. Laura stopped. “Donna?” she whispered. “Laura, what were you doing?” I asked. “I dunno, I had just finished my route, and then…” she broke off. The Log Lady got up. “You may thank my Log,” she said. I just stared at her. “Farewell. Come by my cabin for tea if you wish to thank the Log later” she said going out of the door. “Come on, let’s get you a shower and some clothes” I said to Laura helping her up. “Thanks, Donna” she said. That’s all that really happened on that agreeable summers’ day. I know...it sucks...  (God, have mercy on me)
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