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Margaret White whispered: "Our Father, Who art in heaven-“
"Slower, Momma, Slower."
"hallowed be Thy name"
"I can see the blood draining back into you. Slower."
"-Thy kingdom come."
"Your feet and hands like marble, like alabaster. White."
"-Thy will be done
"My will, Momma. Slower."
"on earth"
"Slower."
"as...as...asit..."
She collapsed forward, hands twitching.
"as it is in heaven."
Carrie whispered: "Full stop."
— Oct 18, 2026 02:39PM
"Slower, Momma, Slower."
"hallowed be Thy name"
"I can see the blood draining back into you. Slower."
"-Thy kingdom come."
"Your feet and hands like marble, like alabaster. White."
"-Thy will be done
"My will, Momma. Slower."
"on earth"
"Slower."
"as...as...asit..."
She collapsed forward, hands twitching.
"as it is in heaven."
Carrie whispered: "Full stop."
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She prayed and there was no answer. No one was there or if there was, He/It was cowering from her. God had turned His face away, and why not? This horror was as much His doing as hers. And so she left the church, left it to go home and find her momma and make destruction complete.
— Oct 18, 2026 01:15PM
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Q. How did you respond to her question?
A. Well, there's only one Carrie in town as far as I know, and that's Margaret White's daughter. I asked her if Carrie had something to do with the fires. Miss Snell told me Carrie had done it.
Those were her words. "Carrie did it. Carrie did it." She said it twice.
Q. Did she say anything else?
A. Yes, sir. She said: "They've hurt Carrie for the last time."
— Oct 18, 2026 12:47PM
A. Well, there's only one Carrie in town as far as I know, and that's Margaret White's daughter. I asked her if Carrie had something to do with the fires. Miss Snell told me Carrie had done it.
Those were her words. "Carrie did it. Carrie did it." She said it twice.
Q. Did she say anything else?
A. Yes, sir. She said: "They've hurt Carrie for the last time."
Jake Puckett
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Far below, to the left, where the high school parking lot was— the ring of sodium arc lamps made it a sure landmark, although the school building itself was invisible in the dark— a spark glowed as if God had struck a flint-and-steel.
— Oct 17, 2026 05:40PM
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But sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. It's what you say when you spill a cup of coffee or throw a gutterball when you're bowling with the girls in the league. True sorrow is as rare as true love.
— Oct 17, 2026 05:39PM
Jake Puckett
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She did not know if her gift had come from the lord of light or of darkness, and now, finally finding that she did not care which, she was overcome with an almost indescribable relief, as if a huge weight, long carried, had slipped from her shoulders.
Upstairs, Momma continued to whisper. It was not the Lord's Prayer. It was the Prayer of Exorcism from Deuteronomy.
— Oct 14, 2026 08:38PM
Upstairs, Momma continued to whisper. It was not the Lord's Prayer. It was the Prayer of Exorcism from Deuteronomy.
Jake Puckett
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Jesus watches from the wall,
But his face is cold as stone,
And if he loves me
As she tells me
Why do I feel so all alone?
— Oct 13, 2026 06:46PM
But his face is cold as stone,
And if he loves me
As she tells me
Why do I feel so all alone?