God.
God is looking into this house as I straddle my father and beat his fucking face in.
He is watching and and listening to my mother stand there watching me while screaming He loves me! He loves me! over and over.
He's looking inside and I know all he can think is tat we are just another group of hopeless people.
Ones who can't be helped so it's better to just ignore.
I know Carrie looks at her life and feels hopeless.
Who could blame her?
But she doesn't deserve this.
God, just give Carrie a fucking chance.
Fix my mother, cure her blindness.
Cure the world.
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Cerita PendekShe's been blind since birth, bitter since 13, and scared since she was 6. It's amazing what you can remember when you can't see. But then again, some things you would rather want not see anyways. Mature themes. Read at your own risk. BOOK ONE OF '...
