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Loving Annabelle , Alternative Ending Fan Fiction Contest
Story written on January 31, 2007 by ylefolle.
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Let me start from the day after Simone and Annabelle slept together. I wouldn’t change the refectory scene: I like Cat going to tell everything to Mother Emaculata; I would just add a quick shot of the priest who realises what’s going on (we will later understand why).
Mother Emaculata, shocked by the news, runs to Simone’s room to make sure what she had been told was in fact true and angrily climbs up the strairs.
She bursts in Simone’s room and sees them getting dressed, talk to Simone in indignation and tells her to come in her office…the dialogues and reactions here are perfect, just as it is Simone’s walk to the office with the priest’s sermon in the background. Simone enter’s into Mother Emaculata’s office, sits down feeling guilty, worried and scared.
I would begin with the existing dialogue:
Mother E : – I’m at a loss for words. How could you let something like this happen?
Simone : – I don’t know.
M.E : – Well, surely there must have been a moment when you thought to yourself, Is this really the right thing to do?
Simone : – That would have been every moment. I’m not trying to say what I did was right.
M.E. : – It’s not right
Simone : – I don’t expect you to understand. But I lover her.
M.E : – I’m sorry Simone.
Mother Emaculata, shocked by the news, runs to Simone’s room to make sure what she had been told was in fact true and angrily climbs up the strairs.
She bursts in Simone’s room and sees them getting dressed, talk to Simone in indignation and tells her to come in her office…the dialogues and reactions here are perfect, just as it is Simone’s walk to the office with the priest’s sermon in the background. Simone enter’s into Mother Emaculata’s office, sits down feeling guilty, worried and scared.
I would begin with the existing dialogue:
Mother E : – I’m at a loss for words. How could you let something like this happen?
Simone : – I don’t know.
M.E : – Well, surely there must have been a moment when you thought to yourself, Is this really the right thing to do?
Simone : – That would have been every moment. I’m not trying to say what I did was right.
M.E. : – It’s not right
Simone : – I don’t expect you to understand. But I lover her.
M.E : – I’m sorry Simone.
Simone turns her head and is suprised seeing goverment agents who came for her…she can’t repress the anger anymore and screams at Mother Emaculata.
Simone: what are you sorry for? For treating me like a criminal just because I’m yet again in love with someone you don’t like?
M.E: You should be ashamed of yourself…I’ve always loved you and protected you – even from yourself!
S: Protect me from what? love? or maybe I should protect myself from you, from your crasy way of loving people..controlling everything and everyone…the illusion of owning somebody and being able to tell them what to do…the only thing you own is a lonely and shallow heart that is not open even by a smile.
ME: Simone, I can’t let you talk to me like that. Take her away from my sight!
The agents obey, taking away a crying Simone.
ME, alone in her office, shed a tear that runs on her face. Simone walk with the agents through the corridor, Annabelle sees her and shouts "Wait!"
She gives her her buddhist beads and the two hug as to say goodbye, but Simone whispers in Annabelle’s ear: "I’m not letting you go" (reminding of their hug in Simone’s beach house)
Simone is taken away. The scene here is the same. The girls go back to their rooms, Annabelle walks in front of MI but doesn’t look at her. Simone’s in the car holding the beads in her hand. The window goes up.
Cut.
We’re back to the school, days go by dull and sunless, Mother Emaculata temorarely filled in for Simone. We see the lesson through the entrance door (through Father Harris’ eyes, but we discover that later). The girls and all unwillingly taking notes, Annabelle is faking her writing on a book, but she’s really sadly looking at a picture of her and Simone on the seashore. The bell rings, the end of lesson. Everyone goes out the room happily because it’s the last day in school before summer vacation…and they go to the little church for the last service.
Father Harris, outside of the classroom, follows Annabelle with a loving glaze while she separates from the group and goes up to her room to pack her things in order to leave as soon as possible and reach her heaven on the seashore.
M.E: You should be ashamed of yourself…I’ve always loved you and protected you – even from yourself!
S: Protect me from what? love? or maybe I should protect myself from you, from your crasy way of loving people..controlling everything and everyone…the illusion of owning somebody and being able to tell them what to do…the only thing you own is a lonely and shallow heart that is not open even by a smile.
ME: Simone, I can’t let you talk to me like that. Take her away from my sight!
The agents obey, taking away a crying Simone.
ME, alone in her office, shed a tear that runs on her face. Simone walk with the agents through the corridor, Annabelle sees her and shouts "Wait!"
She gives her her buddhist beads and the two hug as to say goodbye, but Simone whispers in Annabelle’s ear: "I’m not letting you go" (reminding of their hug in Simone’s beach house)
Simone is taken away. The scene here is the same. The girls go back to their rooms, Annabelle walks in front of MI but doesn’t look at her. Simone’s in the car holding the beads in her hand. The window goes up.
Cut.
We’re back to the school, days go by dull and sunless, Mother Emaculata temorarely filled in for Simone. We see the lesson through the entrance door (through Father Harris’ eyes, but we discover that later). The girls and all unwillingly taking notes, Annabelle is faking her writing on a book, but she’s really sadly looking at a picture of her and Simone on the seashore. The bell rings, the end of lesson. Everyone goes out the room happily because it’s the last day in school before summer vacation…and they go to the little church for the last service.
Father Harris, outside of the classroom, follows Annabelle with a loving glaze while she separates from the group and goes up to her room to pack her things in order to leave as soon as possible and reach her heaven on the seashore.
In the background we have the priest’s sermon about love.
Priest: – Saint Augustine said: Love, and do what you want. If you’re silent, be silent for love; if you speak, speak for love; if you correct, correct for love; if you forgive, forgive for love. May the roots of love be in you, and from this roots only the Good can grow. (every once in a while, we cut to M.E. who listens to the sermon without showing any emotion). Nobody can explain what love is…it’s made of gestures, smiles, glazes…it just happens, it’s a precious gift we’re offered, and we have to take care of it and let it grow, we have to defend it from ignorance, envy and injustice. Not everybody is able to love, to love someone to the detriment of oneself…and not everybody is able to receive this love…love is a risk, a choice…a leap in darkness…an act of faith in the other person that we’re welcoming into our life, our heart, our dreams. He ho can do this, is lucky… that immense joy that is invisible to the eye but not to the heart cannot but be contagious…so let’s not be ashamed to love, let’s give into our destiny, let’s open our arms and receive it with a smile.
At the same time (alternatively) to the sermon we see:
– Annabelle already in her car going to the beach house. We take here the shots from the alternative ending, seeing her entering a shop, seeing the paper with the article about Simone going for her life outside Catholic school.
– Simone going back to the school and leaving a letter of resignation and a little picture of her as a child with ME hugging her; then she leaves, surrounded by memories and sadness, through that corridor she knows so well; she stops in front of the classroom where she taught with such passion and goes to the garden, walking past the Saint statue enlightened by a ray of light. She walks without ever looking back. She leaves everything behind and goes towards freedom, towards her love, towards Annabelle.
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