The Unwanted Child
The little girl hid in the kitchen cupboard listening to the two people talking. They were fighting, she could tell by the tone in their voices. One belonged to her father and the other belonged to his wife, Kirsty. A year ago, her mother dropped her off at their house. She said they were going to see daddy for the first time. The little girl, Carrie of course was more then happy to see her daddy for the first time.
Carrie Regan Totec was born in Hell, her mother was the Princess Angelique. From birth to the age of four, Carrie never saw her father, Xipe Totec but her mother had told many stories about him. Angelique was suppose to be his consort, his bride but that promise was taken away from her by that human girl named Kirsty Cotton. Knowing she will never be his bride she decided to conceive his child. It was the night before the wedding when he was heavily drunk and the night they had sex.
By carrying Xipe's child she thought she would be happier. When the child was born, Angelique was more depressed then happy. She couldn't stand holding her, feeding her, dressing her, she didn't even love the child! The princess stayed away from her daughter as long as possible letting one of her maids take care of Carrie. The emotions would be a feeling of relief or the feeling of guilt. She wanted so desprately to love Carrie but, just couldn't do it. It was when Carrie got older, Angelique wanted to take her life along with her daughter's and it frightened her to think like that. So in order to save Carrie, she'll let her live with her father, were she'll be safe.
Carrie always felt alone in the world. Her mother never once held her, comforted her, not even kissed her good night. Her mother was gone most of the time, the only time she ever came home was when Carrie was asleep. Even though the maids took good care of her, she would always cry for her mother. When Carrie was sent away to live with her father she thought she would be loved there but, oh she was wrong.
Carrie's father was in everyway the same as her mother. Every time she would try to hold his hand he would shake it out of his almost in disgust. When ever she tried to hug him he would pull away from her. Throw tantrums in order to get their attention, it would work but to the negative effect. She was either put in the corner or they just gave in and gave her what ever she wanted. She had many, many toys in her room from her tantrum fits. Dolls, stuffed animals, and all the things a little girl dreams of in her room only Carrie didn't any of them.
What Carrie really wanted was what their son, Danny was given all the time, love. Carrie was jealous of Danny from all the attention he was always given. He always got the hugs and kisses while she got the evil glares. He was the one that was always told 'I love you' by both of them while she was silenced by giving her whatever she wanted just so she could shut up. What she wanted more then any toy in the world was for one of them to say those simple three words to her.
Which brings us back to hiding in the cupboard, her and Danny were playing tug of war when accidently letting go of the rope, making Danny fall and brake his arm. Once Danny made the most blood curtlling noise, Carrie made a quick dash for the kitchen to hide. She didn't want to get punished again, what she did would get her grounded for years to come. She listened as they worried over their precious son then to arguing over her. "Where's that little brat, so I could wring the life out of her?" said a furious Kirsty. The wife never liked Carrie, she looked too much like that slut her husband slept with and would probably act like one to some day.
"We'll find her later, Kirsty, but right now we need to take Danny to the Hospital." "Why did you have to sleep with princess slut before we got married? Danny would be fine right now and that little brat wouldn't have to be here!" "I was drunk Kirsty, it was a mistake, I thought Angelique was you. I never wanted Carrie to be born. I personally wish the women had an abortion." Carrie's jaw dropped at what she just heard. She knew what abortion was, it was a medical practice to 'correct mistakes'. Maybe that was why her mother and father didn't love her, Carrie was a mistake. Once the couple left with their 'wanted' son, Carrie jumped out crying all the way to her bedroom. She laid on her pink bed sobbing like there was no tomorrow. It was hard to breathe, hard to swallow, everything in her body was impossible to move. It was when a voice called her name she stopped crying.
"Carrie, Carrie, come and play with us" Carrie stood upright, looking to were ever the voice was coming from. "Carrie" No, wait it was actually to voices, they belonged to two little girls or she thought it was. "Look out the window, Carrie" She looked out the window, outside was a street and the house across from them. It started to change before her eyes. The street was now covered in snow, the house was replace with a big hotel with a sign that read The Overlook. The sign indicated the hotel was in Colorado, deep in the mountains. Carrie felt excitement burst inside her, they lived a border away from Colorado. "Come and Play with us Carrie" She saw at the hotel's enterance was two twin girls in matching blue dresses. Once they turned away was when the outside turned to normal.
Carrie didn't heasite, she packed all her things in her suite case, her clothes, shoes, some money, and a coat since she saw snow in the vision. Once all packed and ready a thought came to her mind, she had to write her father a note. She got out a sheet of notebook paper, wrote what was important for them, and folded the paper into an origami swan. She left the elegant swan next to her bed post. Carrie hoped her father would get a hold of the letter then off to the Overlook.
If only she knew the horrors that awaited her there.