The Silent Call.

Enlightened Soul.

Things have been going differently since my last dream. While her hands shake like there is an earthquake within her, Carrie reaches up to stretch. She gets a painful pain in her right leg and rushes into a semi fetal position. Looking around she pulls one leg off of the bed and blows hair from her face. There is a feeling of relief, a feeling that she has gone months without. The worry is gone from her mind and she feels so weightless. A deep inhale then exhale she rises and stumbles to her door and as she is about to open it, she realizes the silence. She opens the door to find no yelling or arguing between her mom and brother... is she dreaming? She goes to the livingroom to find her mom watching the news and a smile on her face. This was new, it was enlightening. Seeing her mom looking so happy in a good environment was just so unusual but nice. Carrie asks her mom where her brother is, but her mom just gives a weird look... "Your brother has been moved out for a few weeks hun, you know that?" Carrie just looks at her so confused.

CARRIES POV

Where have I been??? How could I have not known this... have I been so caughtup in my mind that I completely missed two weeks of my life?? No wonder why I feel so normal... Could it be that all I needed was him gone? I hope I can get his room! It's so much bigger than mine, more closet space too! Not that I have so much clothes or anything. I have alot of shit that takes up too much space.. Will all the thoughts go away? How much easier could my life really get from this. I guess I will see..

Carrie goes back to her room and tries finding some decent clothes to walk around town in, it has been a while since she truly cared what she looked like. She picks out a long sleeve floral button up made from light material and a white undershirt. "Now what would go with this? Jeans? Shorts? Leggings?" She pulls out every article of bottoms she owned just to see what might be worth wearing. She decides on these light jean shorts with som white lace tights for underneath them. Some brown ankle high-lace up pump boots maybe? Or flats.. She goes with the boots. It isn't too hot today.

She shuffled down the hallway grabbing her brown leather bag and a water bottle from the kitchen. She runs into her mom and her mom asks in a very curious voice, "Where are you in a rush to?" with a smile on her face. "Just gonna stop by and get Claire then walk around town for a few hours, is that cool?" Carrie says while trying to slip away with a smile on her face. Claire is one Carries best friends. "Okayyyy, just don't get into trouble and check in, in about an hour or so, okay?" "Yes mom. Bye!" Carrie runs down her stairs and walks across the way to get Claire. Carries soul feels so put together, she is embracing it to the fullest. She knocks on the door in a puzzled rhythem and steps back waiting. Claire's brother Mark answers the door, he has a crush on Carrie. "Heyy, is Claire home?" "Uh, yeah. She is in her room, you wanna come in?" He answers. "Sure, I just wanna go around town for a bit. What are you up to?" "Nothing, just watching tv and stuff. Might write a song. You?" Carrie just couldn't help but laugh when he said write a song, he has no skill at writing nor playing an instument what so ever. He shuts the door behind us as they walk more into the house he swipes my back side, almost touching my butt. Carrie shifts and turn in discomfort. "Oh, write a song huh? Like any of your others, or?" "No, this one is special. I'm writing it to somebody." "Oh who?" she responds acting as if she's curious. "Just some girl, you don't know her." he says while walking to the couch, "It will be good, I hope." He sits and changes the channel. "Oh well I will talk to you later then..." Carrie walks fast to Claires room as a get away from her brother. Carrie knocks then opens the door... her mouth drops and she shuts it fast and runs out of the house.