Carrie walked to the front of the class to read her poem. Everyone in class snickered at her.

“This unfrequented place to some some ease-“

“Ease to the body some, none to the mind. From restless thoughts, that, like a deadly swarm of hornets armed no sooner found alone. But rush upon me thronging, and present times past, what once I was, and what am now on, wherefore was my birth. Twice by an angel who at last, in sight of both of my parents, all in flames. Ascended.”