The sun had set and the moon had risen. It shone like a nightlight above the White household.
Margaret was already in her room fast asleep. Carrie was awake as she held the small child in her arms. She was crying. Rebecca had woken up from her long nap a little while ago and had started crying. Carrie had been trying to calm her down ever since and nothing has seemed to be working.Carrie was pacing back and forth while Rebecca continued to cry. Carrie was exhausted and she desperately wanted to go back to sleep.
"Please, stop crying.", said Carrie.
Carrie walked closely to the bedroom door to listen in and hear The only sound she heard was Margaret tossing and turning in her sleep. This got Carrie nervous thinking she would wake up any second.Carrie walked back with Rebecca and sat on the bed with her. She was shaking really badly. She wanted to scream to herself. Carrie needed her mother,no,an actual mother, who was kind and nuturing. Cary was jealous how all of the other girls would have loving and caring mothers who were there for them.She wanted a mother who had actual advice.
Her mother would tell her that everything is going to be alright. Of course, she needed…than all of sudden Rebecca started laughing! Carrie opens her eyes to see the happiness that was written all over Rebecca's face. She almost felt like smiling herself. She realized that she made the bed float and everything else in the room around them such as the nightstand,books,drawers.Carrie mouth opened in shock for what she did.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!, whispered Carrie.
She waved at everything causing a huge thud! It all fell to the ground.When everything was back down Carrie than heard ..
"Carrie, what is going on in there?"
It was her mother's voice. Quickly, Carrie got off the bed with Rebecca still in her arms. She put her back
into the hidden basket. Once she was underneath, Rebecca looked up at her. The two of them share an eye exchange. Then, Carrie started laughing.
"You had fun right? Well I'm sorry I have to hide you underneath.", Carrie said softly.
Margaret walked towards Carrie's room with a knife in one hand. Once she got to the door, she knocked on it.
"Carrie, open the door!",she shouted.
"Its opened already, Momma.", said Carrie.
On other side of the door, Margaret stood for a moment before she opened it. Her face was a mask of rage and she held the knife in one hand. She looked around to see that everything looked fine. Nothing unusual seemed to be going on. Her eyes landed on Carrie, who was in bed. She was underneath her blanket and may have been fast asleep. Margaret puts the knife aside and walks quietly up to Carrie. She leaned down towards her with her opened arms, as if she was holding Carrie, while as her hands reached for Carrie's forehead and started petting it
"My sweet baby girl.",she murmured.
She let go and grabbed the knife along with her and walks back to her bedroom to fall back to sleep.When Margaret fully left, Carrie's eyes leapt open.