Chapter Nine

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Carrie was over at Beverly's the next morning. She called Beverly's house phone and asked if she wanted to go to the quarry together.

Beverly agreed, and here they were, in Beverly's room getting ready to go.

"Bev, can I use your bathroom?"Carrie asked her friend, looking over at her.

Beverly looked up from her closet and over to Carrie.

"You know, you don't have to ask."Beverly said, smiling at her best friend.

"I just wanted to be sure."Carrie replied, she said it quietly.

Beverly nodded and Carrie headed towards the only bathroom and shut the door before locking it.

Carrie walked up to the mirror and looked at herself.

She thought she wasn't too ugly but not quite pretty either.

She had long dirty blonde hair and light sky blue eyes to match. She was quite short at her 5'1 height.

She wasn't the skinniest nor the fattest, but she does have some curves here and there.

She wore ripped light blue shorts a rainbow colored striped shirt and light blue sneakers.

She went through her backpack to make sure she had everything she needed for the day.

Her sunglasses, a towel, a snack, tampons, a book, and a scrunchie.

She looked up at the mirror to see herself one more time, but instead Carrie froze in place when she looked behind her in the mirror.

There her brother was crouched in the corner of the room with his face tucked in between his knees.

Carrie immediately burst into tears, then she quickly turned around, a smile forming on her face.

"Liam."She called out, but she didn't get a reply.

Confused, she slowly made her way towards her 'brother' but stopped when she heard sniffling. She could hear that her brother was sobbing, although she didn't know why he was.

"Liam, what's wrong?"She asked, but she was ignored once again.

"Its your fault."She heard him say, although it didn't sound like his voice at all.

It was raspy and raw.

It almost sounded like the voice from the time that she was in her basement, with the clown.

"Its all your fault Carrie."Liam said, before turning around to face her.

She screamed.

'Liam' was all bloody and his left arm was missing from its socket. His clothes were all dirty and some of his face was bitten off.

"You couldn't save me. Just like how you won't be able to save your friends."He screamed out, Carrie collapsed onto the ground and crawled backwards towards the wall.

"But you'll float. Come on, Carrie. Oh, yes you will."Carrie sobbed out as she looked up and saw the same clown was there holding on the neck of Liam.

"It's your fault."Liam rasped out before the clown twisted his neck then dropped him.

Liam was dead.

Carrie covered her ears and hid her face as she heard the clown taunting her.

She let out another scream before feeling like someone was shaking her.

Carrie snapped her eyes open, only to find a worried Beverly crouching down next to her. Carrie looked around the bathroom to see it now empty.

"Carrie! Are you okay!"Carrie turned to see Beverly looking at her concerned.

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