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News iteust 19, 1966:

RAIN OF STONES REPORTED

It was reliably reported by several persons that a rain of stones fell from a clear blue sky on Carlin Street in the town of Chaust 17th The stones fell principally on the ho the roof extensively and ruining two gutters and a downspout valued at approximately 25 Mrs White, a , lives with her three-year-old daughter, Carietta

Mrs White could not be reached for comment

Nobody was really surprised when it happened, not really, not at the subconscious level where savage things grow On the surface, all the girls in the shower roolad that the White bitch had taken it in the ht also have claimed surprise, but of course their clai to school with so since that ti slowly and iovern hu with all the steadiness of a chain reaction approaching critical mass

What none of them knew, of course, was that Carrie White was telekinetic

Graffiti scratched on a desk of the Barker Street Grammar school in Chamberlain:

Carrie White eats shit

The locker room was filled with shouts, echoes, and the subterranean sound of showers splashing on tile The girls had been playing volleyball in Period One, and their er

Girls stretched and writhed under the hot water, squalling, flicking water, squirting white bars of soap fro swans She was a chunky girl with pimples on her neck and back and buttocks, her wet hair coainst her face with dispirited sogginess and she siainst her flesh and roll off She looked the part of the sacrificial goat, the constant butt, believer in left-handed monkey wrenches, perpetual foul-up, and she was She wished forlornly and constantly that Ewen High had individual-and thus private-showers, like the high schools at Andover or Boxford They stared They always stared

Showers turning off one by one, girls stepping out, re deodorant, checking the clock over the door Bras were hooked, underpants stepped into Steayptian bathhouse except for the constant rumble of the Jacuzzi whirlpool bath in the corner Calls and catcalls rebounded with all the snap and flicker of billiard balls after a hard break

'-so Tommy said he hated it on me and I-'

'-I' with my sister and her husband He picks his nose but so does she, so they're very-'

'-shower after school and-'

'-too cheap to spend a goddam penny so Cindi and I-'

Miss Desjardin, their sliym teacher, stepped in, craned her-neck around briefly, and slapped her hands together once, s for, Carrie? Doo white, her legs not too curved but striking in their unobtrusive e archery co around her neck

The girls giggled and Carrie looked up, her eyes slow and dazed fro roar of the water 'Ohuh?'

It was a strangely froggy sound, grotesquely apt, and the girls giggled again Sue Snell had whipped a towel fro on a wondrous feat and began to coesture at Carrie and stepped out

Carrie turned off the shower It died in a drip and a gurgle

It wasn't until she stepped out that they all saw the blood running down her leg

From The Shadow Exploded Documented Facts and Specific Conclusions Derived froress (Tulane University Press: 1981), p 34:

It can hardly be disputed that failure to note specific instances of telekinesis during the White girl's earlier years must be attributed to the conclusions offered by White and Steams in their paper Telekinesis: A Wild Talent Revisited-that the ability to move objects by effort of the will alone comes to the fore only in moments of extreme personal stress The talent is well hidden indeed; how else could it have reed for centuries with only the tip of the iceberg showing above a sea of quackery?

We have only skimpy hearsay evidence upon which to lay our foundation in this case, but even this is enough to indicate that a 'TK' potential of iedy is that we are now all Monday- quarterbacks

'Per-iod!'

The catcall caensen It struck the tiled walls, rebounded, and struck again Sue Snell gasped laughter fro mixture of hate, revulsion, exasperation, and pity She just looked so du on God, you'd think she never

'PER-iod!'

It was becoround (perhaps Hargensen again, Sue couldn't tell in the jungle of echoes) was yelling 'Plug it up!' with hoarse, uninhibited abandon

'PER-iod, PER-iod, PER-iod!'

Carrie stood du from her skin in beads She stood like a patient ox, aware that the joke was on her (as always), dumbly embarrassed but unsurprised

Sue felt welling disgust as the first dark drops of menstrual blood struck the tile in diot your period!' Sue cried 'Clean yourself up!'

'Ohuh?'

She looked around bovinely Her hair stuck to her cheeks in a curving helmet shape There was a cluster of acne on one shoulder At sixteen, the elusive stamp of hurt was already marked clearly in her eyes

'She thinks they're for lipstick!' Ruth Grogan suddenly shouted with cryptic glee, and then burst into a shriek of laughter Sue remembered the comment later and fitted it

Into a general picture, but noas only another senseless sound in the confusion Sixteen? She was thinking She , she

More droplets of blood Carrie still blinked around at her classmates in sloilderment

Helen Shyres turned around and estures

'You're bleeding!' Sue yelled suddenly, furiously 'You're bleeding, you big du!'

Carrie looked down at herself

She shrieked

The sound was very loud in the humid locker room

A tampon suddenly struck her in the chest and fell with a plop at her feet A red flower stained the absorbent cotton and spread

Then the laughter, disgusted, conte jagged and ugly, and the girls were bo her with tampons and sanitary napkins, some from purses, some from the broken dispenser on the wall They flew like snow and the chant beca it-'

Sue was throwing the with the rest, not really sure what she was doing - a charlowed there like neon: There's no harm in it really no har, reassuringly, when Carrie suddenly began to howl and back away, flailing her ar

The girls stopped, realizing that fission and explosion had finally been reached It was at this point, when looking back, that some of them would claim surprise Yet there had been all these years, all these years of let's short-sheet Carrie's bed at Christian Youth Camp and I found this love letter from Carrie to Flash Bobby Pickett let's copy it and pass it around and hide her underpants soain, duck her again: Carrie tagging along stubbornly on biking trips, known one year as pudd'n and the next year as truck-face, always s poison ivy fro out (hey, scratch-ass, your bu peanut butter in her hair that tis outstretched in school aisles to trip her up, the books knocked from her desk, the obscene postcard tucked into her purse; Carrie on the church picnic and kneeling down clu along the zipper like the sound of a huge windbreakage; Carrie alwayson her face in Modern Dancing during their sopho volleyball; wearing stockings that were always run, running, or about to run, always showing sweat stains under the arensen called up after school from the Kelly Fruit Co poop was spelled C-A-R-R-I-E: Suddenly all this and the critical rossout, put-down, long searched for, was found Fission

She backed away, howling in the new silence, fat forear her face, a tampon stuck in the middle of her pubic hair

The girls watched her, their eyes shining solemnly

Carrie backed into the side of one of the four large shower co position Slow, helpless groans jerked out of her Her eyes rolled hiteness, like the eyes of a hog in the slaughtering pen

Sue said slowly, hesitantly: 'I think this must be the first time she ever-'

That hen the door pu and Miss Desjardin burst in to see what the matter was

From The Shadow Exploded (p 41):