The Girl With The Strawberry Hair
Disclaimer: I do not own Carrie
Chamberlain was in ruins. And it was all her fault. She still wore the tattered remains of her bloodied prom dress. Her legs felt weak but still managed to carry her as she doged the sight of the firemen and police from the next town over. Tears leaked from her eyes as she dashed off into the woods. Her bare feet brushed against the grass and rocks as the wind blew in her hair. When she was sure she was far enough away, she collapsed under a tree and fell unconscious once more.
When she awoke, it was evening and fireflies were dancing above her. She cried again over her losses. The loss of her mother. of her God, of her life. As she wept, she felt a surge of energy swelling inside her. She opened her eyes and saw rocks floating all around her. She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled. She still had her powers. She lifted herself off the ground and floated uphill where she could see the ruined town. The firemen have long since extinguished the flames and the last of the embers burned away in the approaching night.
She took in her last look of the town and let herself on the ground again. She turned around and began walking toward her future. Where it would lead, she had no idea. All she knew was that wherever it was, people would know her name.
Carrie.