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Chapter 1: Close Call

Carrie didn't understand why being alive had to hurt so much. She didn't understand why the cost of a small kindness such as basic respect seemed to be too high for most of the people in her school to pay. She didn't understand why this was all happening to her, and why Tommy had paid for his kindness with his life.

Why?

Mama had told her over and over again that this was the result of being born of sin – that it was God's will they never ever forget that night and her father's loss of control. Carrie was sorry for what happened to her mama, and she was sorry that despite everything her mother could never seem to find real happiness, like those brief moments when she sat back to listen to gospel or maybe get some ironing done at the same time. Those small moments. . . why did they only have to be moments?

Why?

Could this be punishment for her traitorous thoughts? She remembered overhearing a student mention that karma included bad thoughts. Was all of this retribution for daring to think her mother was wrong? For her secret resentment at being held responsible for something she couldn't control? For following Ms. Desjardin's advice and trying to be happy and ignoring the voice in her head that warned doing so was a horrible idea that would end badly?

Carrie. . . Carrie didn't know anymore.

No, that wasn't true – she did know something.

This was all because of Chris, like it always was when she got hurt.

She was covered in sticky blood and humiliated because of Chris, Tommy was dead because of Chris, and this night was completely ruined because OF CHRIS!

AND EVERYONE WAS LAUGHING!

HER NIGHT WAS RUINED – THIS ONE NIGHT OF HAPPINESS (she hadn't asked or hoped for anything else) AND THEY WERE LAUGHING! TOMMY WAS DEAD (she knew he only asked her because of Sue. Carrie wasn't stupid, wasn't that naïve, but they were trying to be nice and she wanted to so badly to have friends. When prom was over, they could have picked up Sue and all gone out together to get that hamburger and soda. They could have been friends!) AND THEY WERE LAUGHING!

No more. NO MORE! NOMORENOMORENOMORENOMORENOMORE!

They would all pay. All of them.

Carrie reached for the Power and it flexed, she smiled savagely as the doors closed on the students, and the gym's lights flickered. They weren't laughing anymore as the few open window slammed shut with chilling finality. She could feel her heartbeat in her ears and took a moment to pick out her first targets, the ones who would get the worst punishments. Chris' lackeys. They had to have known what she was planning. There was no way they didn't.

Tina. She could see Tina right there, shoving another girl out of the way to desperately bang on the gym doors. Carrie sneered and pulled – the girl Tina had pushed was tossed to the side before she could be trampled and Tina was sent flying backward, painfully. The bully landed at the foot of the stage.

Carrie coolly considered the punishment – she was thinking of setting Tina on fire but being trampled to death now had an attractive irony to it. . .

"CARRIE! PLEASE CARRIE STOP!" It was Ms. Desjardin's – horrified, desperate and guilt ridden - voice. The older woman was running up to the stage, clearly terrified but still approaching anyway.

Carrie wanted to ignore her, but the PE teacher might get in the way. . . hm, she could open a window and toss her outside. She could toss the people helping Tommy out after her now that she thought about. Perhaps it would be better to get them out of the way before she dealt with Tina and the others. . .

There was a hiss and a whoosh and suddenly everything was foggy. Carrie blinked and started to cough harshly – the air was thick, and edges of her vision was dark. What was. . .

"STAY DOWN! EVERYONE STAY DOWN!"

Carrie's last, sluggish, thought was that she didn't recognize the voice.


Hope you enjoyed this first chapter!

Have a lovely night,

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