What Needs Proof – Short Story

“I don’t know why you keep asking about her, I told you before she’s not your type. Why don’t you just let it go, and move on?” Claire says as she throws her arms in the air in frustration.
She sits across from Claire, her eyes deeply fixated on the woven intricacies of the carpet that lay at her feet.
“Damn it Samantha! Are you even listening to me?”
“I told you,” she says, looking up into Claire’s eyes. ”I’m not fucking Samantha! How many times do I have to tell you the same bloody story before you start believing me!”
Claire rolls her eyes and thrusts herself back into her chair, crossing her arms tightly as she does. “Well obviously more than you already have, because there ain’t no way I’m believing a word of it. It’s just not possible!”
“How do you know that? How do you know it’s not possible!”
“B-B-Because it just not okay, if it was we would’ve heard about it, read about it or something like that!”
“So let me get this right, so we both know exactly what you’re saying. Because you’ve never head of it happening before, you don’t believe it can happen?”
“Well y-y-yeah, that’s exactly why!” Claire says as she drops her arms to her side in exhaustion.
“So answer me this, have you ever seen god?”
“That’s not the same thing, and you know it!”
“I think it is, I mean you believe there is a god, yet you’ve never seen them. What makes you so sure they’re real?”
“My belief, and the beliefs of others.”
“The why, when you are presented with undeniable proof do you refuse to believe?”
“Because you can’t swap bodies with someone from having an orgasam on their face, that’s WHY!”

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