RAR

I go upstairs, lie down on my bed, notice a backpack and decide to dig through it.
Get questioned by my mom about what I'm doing...
I'm snooping through a backpack of my old audio cassettes.. duh.
I reply "It's not your business"
I mean, if you look into my room it's a little obvious what I'm doing.
So then I'm told...
"Didn't you learn anything in church about the ten commandments?"
Or however that's spelled.
I reply with a 'no'. Lemme see... this coming from someone who doesn't go to church at all and the same person who never took me to church to begin with. I don't really care either.
"Honor thy father and thy mother"
I reply with a 'Okay'
So then my mom goes on about what's wrong with the world today. According to her, it's because no one remembers the ten comme... don't know how to spell and I don't care. As she continues about her religious rant... remember, this is the person who doesn't go to church... I flat out tell her, "I don't care about religion"
._.
I'm probably gonna get smacked around now by flames or something but... I don't.
I honestly don't.
It's there yeah, but does that mean I have to believe it?
I don't remember who it was who said it or how it was exactly said but it went something along the lines of
"My imaginary friend is better than your imaginary friend."
Sure there are different religions and all that stuff but....
I don't care.