The girl with the stuff lamb
Tuesday July 12th 1998, 15 years before the prom massacre
It was a normal sunny day in Chamberlain, warm weather during the summer with a nice little wind flowing through the air. The neighborhood down Carlin Street was quite without a sound. At the old White residence, in the back yard under the big tree, a little girl in a yellow sun dress is playing with her stuff lamb while sitting underneath the shade. She is 3 years old and her name is Carrie White. Her mother Margaret was planting some flowers just a few feet away from where her daughter was sitting. Carries mother is very strict when it came to religion but she did enjoy planting flowers during the summer time. Carrie also likes gardening to and she loves spending time with her mother.
"Momma come play with me" Carrie asked softly
"In a little bit sweetie, come help me plant some of these roses and sun flowers" Margaret asked politely
"Yes Momma" Carrie said as she set her toy down and walked over to help her mother.
"It's so peaceful during the summer, wouldn't you agree" Margaret said happily as she handed Carrie a trowel.
"Yes it is, those flowers are really pretty Momma" Carrie replied smiling while digging a little hole for some of the flowers.
"Not as pretty as my sweet little girl" Margaret said as she placed the flowers in the little holes in the dirt while smiling, making Carrie giggle and blush a little. After that Carrie than grabbed the water can and poured some water on the plants so that way they can grow nice and fresh for the summer.
"I love you Momma" Carrie said while placing the water can on the grass and hugged her mother.
"I love you to Carrie" Margaret said as she hugs her daughter with love and care.
As the two hug Carrie notice some fresh scratch marks on her mother's arms, she has seen these marks before but never knew how they appeared. Margaret sometimes scratches herself when she was stressed or angry about something. She would also take her anger out on her daughter and lock her in the prayer closet as a way to punish her, because she thinks Carrie has sinned. This would eventually lead to Carrie crying and begging to be let out of the closet when her mother locks her in there for hours. Carrie didn't like being locked in the closet it would always make her feel scared and lonely. She often blamed herself when her mother was angry or upset because she thinks she did something wrong or she has sinned.
"Carrie what's wrong, you look sad" Margaret said as she noticed Carrie frowning a little because Carrie was a little upset seeing the scratches on her mother's arms.
"Ohuh nothing momma I'm just feeling sleepy" Carrie said softly, she was actually lying because she didn't want to worry her mother.
"I know what will make you feel better, how about I make you a nice cup of tea and then I'll let you take a little nap" Margaret as she lifted her daughter to comfort her.
"Okay momma" Carrie said while smiling a little, after that Margaret picked up her stuff lamb and carried her daughter into the house and as promised she made fresh tea for Carrie and then tucked Carrie into bed in her room for a nap. She gave Carrie kiss on her forehead and then closed the door so that way her daughter could sleep quietly.
Hey guys I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my new Carrie fanfiction. This story will basically tell about Carries childhood and what she's been through growing up and how this all led up to the prom massacre. This story is based on the 2013 film and more chapters will be made in the future. Leave your reviews and thanks for reading.