Carly is xXBalorBabeXx's character.

Carly

In my younger days… I lived in Ludendorff once. It was a cold place, snow from October through to May. But when we moved to Los Santos… there was no snow.

Except from on our first Christmas there… at almost a year since we moved, snow began to fall upon the city during the December of 2005. December 24th to be exact.

I'd missed the snow, and it overjoyed me to see it again… naturally, the only thing to do on that rare white Christmas Eve was to build a snowman. And I made it big, at least 6 feet tall…

The thing is… it was a real snowman…

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Ah... time for the story of little Caroline Jadelynn, is it? That girl... I met her once. Well... I've met everyone at some point.

Yes... everyone on this world... Even you.

Anyway, I shan't keep you long... I'll see you in a few weeks.

Question is... Will you see me?

12/24/05…

The snow fell across the fields of Senora, littered up the side of the Vinewood sign. And when I woke up and saw the white around the edges of my window… I knew it would be a truly magical Christmas…

"Da… Daddy?! It's snowing!" Carly called out with excitement after she left her bed and stood at the window, looking out to the city that almost looked like it had been painted white.

"You're telling me! Almost froze my fingers off scraping that car windshield!" Michael responded from downstairs, moments before Carly jumped back and yelped in fright as a snowball splatted against her window.

"You silly idiot!" Carly shouted, Jimmy laughing from the road sidewalk down below.

"If you're gonna join them, wrap up warm, babes!" Michael called up, Carly stepping back from the window and to her closet. She changed out of her pyjamas into some jeans, a T shirt, jumper and her wellies with thick thermal socks, before she headed downstairs.

"Get something in you at least, girl." Amanda said as Carly walked into the kitchen, taking the cereal bar that her mother gave to her and sitting at the table sideways on the chair, taking bites of it as she slipped her boots on. She knew the drill about snow, it was still fresh in her mind since last Christmas had been spent in Ludendorff… but sometimes Carly got this feeling that her mother just saw her as stupid or dumb.

Minutes later, she stepped outside, a breeze of cold wind hitting her face and almost pushing down her fluffy edged hood. The coat was one of the last things her Uncle Trevor had gotten her that she still had, a lot had to be left behind in the caravan to avoid being linked to them. Carly still didn't entirely understand why they'd had to move… she knew that her dad was in trouble and that they'd moved to escape the life that occupied him, but why everyone had to think that he was dead was a blank to her.

"Snowballs, sis?" Jimmy questioned, holding one up.

"No… I wanted to make a snowman. Can you help? You're taller than me." Carly replied, Jimmy smiling and dropping the snowball.

"Okay… we can make a really big one, with dad's help! Let's start making the body." Jimmy replied before he and Carly ran off towards the backyard to make the snowman on the tennis court.

The two of them began rolling a large ball for the base of the body itself. Once they had a large one, around three feet in diameter, they began to pack in snow at the base to smooth out where it joined the ground, and heaped more on top. Carly went indoors and pulled one of the kitchen chairs out so that the two could stand on top of it, while adding more snow that they'd collected from the ground of the court and the surrounding flower beds.

"What's going on here then?" The two heard as Michael walked over, smiling as he saw the two and their creation. "Blimey, he's a big one, ain't he?"

"We want him to be taller than even you, daddy!" Carly replied, Michael chuckling.

"What, like…" Michael crouched down and picked Carly up with his hands at her sides, before he raised her high up above his head. "This tall?"

"Yeah!" Carly shouted with a giggle, before she was placed back down on her feet.

"Well then… Jim boy, you add a few more inches onto that body. Carly girl, let's start on a head, shall we?" Michael said, Jimmy nodding and starting to gather more snow as Michael and his little daughter went to the upper layer of the yard where there was more undisturbed snow, as there were now trails and gaps all over the tennis court where they had previously rolled and gathered to make the body.

They rolled a ball for the head, and Michael carried it back down the steps while Carly began searching the flower beds for some good stones to use for the decorations.

"Jimmy, gimme a hand?" Michael questioned as he held up the ball, Jimmy jumping back up on the chair and helping Michael to roll the ball on top of the large pile that made up the body, and packed a little snow around it to seal it in place. Meanwhile using her gloved hand, Carly carved in grooves on the front and back to separate out some legs and arms. Jimmy then pushed in a row of pebbles into the front of the body to look like buttons, Michael pushed in the eyes, nose and mouth and finally, he picked Carly up so she could place a baseball cap on top.

"It's finished! He's so big!" Carly said, jumping up and down in happiness.

"He is indeed. High fives all around, kiddos." Michael replied, giving both Carly and Jimmy a high five with each of his hands.

Jimmy carried the chair back indoors later as the cold began to get through to them, and the three removed their coats, gloves and wettened boots after stepping through to the foyer.

"What happened to the chair?" Tracey questioned as she saw the chair legs, Amanda looking and seeing that the bottom of the legs were scraped and splintering apart.

"Christ alive, that damn girl…" Amanda muttered. She'd wait until later…

When that later came around, they were all sat at the table eating their dinner, having ordered a large pizza, with a usual cheese and tomato base, ham and pepperoni topping and a garlic stuffed crust. It was as they nearly finished that Amanda brought it up. "That chair you're sat on, Jim… that was the one that you used outside, wasn't it?"

"Yeah… it's not wet or anything, Carly got it so we could better reach the snowman's head." Jimmy answered, Carly looking up from her food.

"I see… tell me, Carly… why did you royally fuck up the legs?!" Amanda questioned, looking at Carly now.

"I didn't mean to… it was heavy, I couldn't pick it up-" Carly tried to explain.

"What a load of bollocks!" Amanda shouted. "You just love costing me money, don't ya?! You think that because I provide for you before I do for myself that if you make me spend out, I'll starve myself, don't ya?!"

"Allow me to be the first to say that the majority of your money buys makeup and shoes, I buy the food in this house!" Michael responded.

"I don't see you complaining when I go out looking like the wife of a superstar, when I'm actually the wife of a lazy guy who ripped us away from everything we ever knew, and rather endangered his life instead of preserving it for his family!" Amanda replied.

"What does that mean?" Carly questioned, Jimmy and Tracey glancing at each other as they knew the full story that she didn't.

"Your father used to make a living by robbing people, little Carly! He killed and robbed, taking the money and lives from innocent families for his own benefit! What he buys your food with is blood money!" Amanda explained, Carly stepping back with eyes wide of shock.

"Great job, mom of the year!" Michael shouted sarcastically.

"Please… stop shouting!" Carly said, covering her ears. "You're too loud-"

"You've SAID ENOUGH!" Amanda yelled, before her hand cracked across Carly's face, a red mark quickly flaring up on her cheek and she was knocked back a few steps by it. "UPSTAIRS, NOW! STUPID LITTLE BRAT!"

Carly ran off as tears began to run down her cheeks, the shouting continuing behind her. She ran into her room and slammed the door shut, before jumping into bed and under the covers, grabbing her pillow and squeezing it close to her as she buried her face into it. An hour or two passed and Tracey entered the room quietly, trying to touch Carly's shoulder but she shoved her off.

"GO AWAY!" Carly yelled, muffled by the pillow.

"Hey, it's alright, I'm only trying to give you a-"

"I DON'T CARE!"

Tracey stood up, her eyes narrowing. "Fine then… if you won't let your own sister near you, maybe Mom is right after all!"

Tracey left and closed the door behind her… and Carly only cried harder, until she finally wore herself out and fell asleep.