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“She was such a pretty girl,” I've seen some high school pictures of her, and that horriblefuzzy black-and-white photo on the cover of Newsweek. I look at them... She was so pretty, with pink cheeks and
bright brown eyes, and her hair the shade of blonde you know will darken
and get mousy. Sweet is the only word that fits. Sweet and bright and
innocent. Her mother's sickness hadn't touched her very deeply, not then.
— 9 hours, 44 min ago
bright brown eyes, and her hair the shade of blonde you know will darken
and get mousy. Sweet is the only word that fits. Sweet and bright and
innocent. Her mother's sickness hadn't touched her very deeply, not then.
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“I don't want to fight with you, Momma,” Carrie said, and her voice
almost broke from her and dissolved. She struggled to control it. “I only
want to be let to live my own life. I . . . I don't like yours.” She stopped,
horrified in spite of herself. The ultimate blasphemy had been spoken, and it
was a thousand times worse than the Eff Word.
— 1 hour, 24 min ago
almost broke from her and dissolved. She struggled to control it. “I only
want to be let to live my own life. I . . . I don't like yours.” She stopped,
horrified in spite of herself. The ultimate blasphemy had been spoken, and it
was a thousand times worse than the Eff Word.
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“—accepted. Momma, please see that I have to start to . . . to try and get
along with the world. I'm not like you. I'm funny—I mean, the kids think
I'm funny. I don't want to be. I want to try and be a whole person before it's
too late to—”
— 1 hour, 27 min ago
along with the world. I'm not like you. I'm funny—I mean, the kids think
I'm funny. I don't want to be. I want to try and be a whole person before it's
too late to—”
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She was intimidated but not stopped. Because, if she wanted to, she could
send them all screaming into the streets. Mannequins toppling over, light
fixtures falling, bolts of cloth shooting through the air in unwinding
streamers. Like Samson in the temple, she could rain destruction on their
heads if she so desired.
(i am not afraid)
— 1 hour, 30 min ago
send them all screaming into the streets. Mannequins toppling over, light
fixtures falling, bolts of cloth shooting through the air in unwinding
streamers. Like Samson in the temple, she could rain destruction on their
heads if she so desired.
(i am not afraid)
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“I don't like to be tricked,” she said softly, and lowered her head. She
hesitated for just a second and then passed him by. She stopped and turned
and he suddenly saw dignity in her, something so natural that he doubted if
she was even aware of it. “Do You People think you can just go on tricking
me forever? I know who you go around with.”
— 1 hour, 35 min ago
hesitated for just a second and then passed him by. She stopped and turned
and he suddenly saw dignity in her, something so natural that he doubted if
she was even aware of it. “Do You People think you can just go on tricking
me forever? I know who you go around with.”
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that she was
far from repulsive. Her face was round rather than oval, and the eyes were
so dark that they seemed to cast shadows beneath them, like bruises. Her
hair was darkish blonde, slightly wiry, pulled back in a bun that was not
becoming to her. The lips were full, almost lush, the teeth naturally white.
Her body, for the most part, was indeterminate.
— 1 hour, 36 min ago
far from repulsive. Her face was round rather than oval, and the eyes were
so dark that they seemed to cast shadows beneath them, like bruises. Her
hair was darkish blonde, slightly wiry, pulled back in a bun that was not
becoming to her. The lips were full, almost lush, the teeth naturally white.
Her body, for the most part, was indeterminate.
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It dropped with a crash. She waited, a small smile playing about her lips,
for Momma to call upstairs angrily. She didn't. So Carrie got up, went to her
bed, and slid between the cool sheets. Her head ached and she felt giddy, as
she always did after these exercise sessions. Her heart was pounding in a
fierce, scary way.
— 1 hour, 47 min ago
for Momma to call upstairs angrily. She didn't. So Carrie got up, went to her
bed, and slid between the cool sheets. Her head ached and she felt giddy, as
she always did after these exercise sessions. Her heart was pounding in a
fierce, scary way.
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sue only defended carrie out of her own personal interest for prom - it really matters to her.
— 2 hours, 6 min ago
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sue and chris argument
She was a get-along girl, and it was the first fight she had been in,
physical or verbal, since grade-school pigtail pulling. And it was the first
time in her life that she had actively espoused a Principle.
— 2 hours, 12 min ago
She was a get-along girl, and it was the first fight she had been in,
physical or verbal, since grade-school pigtail pulling. And it was the first
time in her life that she had actively espoused a Principle.
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There had been other times when Momma had kept her in the closet for
as long as a day at a stretch—when she stole that forty-nine-cent finger ring
from Shuber's Five and Ten, the time she had found that picture of Flash
Bobby Pickett under Carrie's pillow
.... And she had never, never
spoken back as she had done today. Today she had even said the Eff Word.
Yet Momma had let her out almost as soon as she broke.
— 6 hours, 39 min ago
as long as a day at a stretch—when she stole that forty-nine-cent finger ring
from Shuber's Five and Ten, the time she had found that picture of Flash
Bobby Pickett under Carrie's pillow
.... And she had never, never
spoken back as she had done today. Today she had even said the Eff Word.
Yet Momma had let her out almost as soon as she broke.