Disclaimer: I do not own the story-line or any of the characters from Ginger Snaps, Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed, or Ginger Snaps Back: The Beginning.
Projects
Ginger and I finally finished our project "Life in Bailey Downs."
Blood everywhere, a girl with red hair impaled on a white picket fence.
It turned out really well.
More blood, a girl soaked in it laying in a hospital bed with another girl in foreground. Girl under the wheel of a car, a small trickle of blood coming from her lips.
Ginger came up with most of the ideas, she was really the star of the show.
Girl dead at the bottom of stairs, a leg brace obviously showing. A lawnmower sitting on top of a body, intestines and blood everywhere. Pills shoved in the mouth of a girl, scattered over her dress. Girl with a pitchfork through her throat. Body in a freezer, messages written on her face.
I think we freaked our teacher out, but he's the guidance counselor so it "disturbed" him.
Dead girl with quarters over her eyes. Body curled up, fully clothed, in a bathtub. Blood spattered all over the place, girl sitting in a chair with hands over a bloody wound on her stomach, and a circular saw with blood on the blade in the background. Sisters dying together on the ground. Finally, a girl, hanging from the ceiling by her throat.
Everyone else loved it. Even though it was by the "Fitz Sisters". Why is it that death and gore are so appealing to people? Ginger is totally obsessed with it, and I admit, it's interesting. The difference is that I have a fear of it, a will to live, where she doesn't. Literally being dead was an amazing experience. To look at the pictures you'd hardly know the difference other than we were sitting in the room. McCartney was being an asshole again, wanting to see the pictures of Ging again. I know she doesn't care about him, but I'm scared that he might start to come on too strong. If Ginger gives in, how am I supposed to stay strong? And if he takes her away from me, I don't know what I'd do.
That bitch Trina Sinclair pushed me onto a fucking dog in gym. Ging and I were playing "Seek and Destroy" and I chose Trina. She heard me and got pissed I guess. I didn't know what the hell was going on when I landed because there was something warm and wet under me and it wasn't the ground. When I sat up and saw what it was, I almost threw up, Ginger had to help me stand, my legs were so shaky. I think I heard her threaten Trina as I was walking off, but I was still reeling over the shock of it, so I'm not sure. I'd ask Ginger, but I'm almost scared to hear the answer because I know she'll carry out on it if she said anything.
I came up with a bit of a plan this afternoon, I told Ginger. I wanted to steal Trina's dog and make it look like the Beast of Bailey Downs got it. We have all the fake gore and shit from the project, we're going out to do it tonight. Unless Ginger comes up with something better, but I think she wants to hit Trina where it really hurts, which, at the moment, would be her precious little doggy.
Jason McCartney, the fucker, asked Ging out or something on the way out of school. She said no, thank God, but it took her a while. It scared me at the time. She told me not to worry about it, but it wasn't really something I could help.
Ging was still rubbing her back at dinner. She hurt it somehow, it's been bugging her for a while. She thinks it's from being dead, but Pam thinks it's the Curse. Ging eventually got pissed off enough to get sent away from the table, so we went to our room. Still planning out our newest project. Hope it goes well.