Carrie White's day was not as bad as the previous ones, and she knew better than anyone what a bad day was. It was a luxury for Carrie to even do her homework in peace. Just recently Carrie met you. You would be her dream, like an angel or that hero from the books that her mother sometimes allowed her to read. You were the only person in the class who showed sincere compassion for her, which she still couldn’t believe. Even punishment in a dark closet with a Bible and two candles was not so terrible for her when she remembered you.

Today everything was as usual, her classmates laughed at her making her cry, you found her sitting in the locker room wiping away her tears, hoping that you wouldn’t notice that she was crying. Most of all in life, she was afraid of disappointing you.. Losing her only support