Carrie

My Father who art in heaven… Why do shitty things keep happening to me?

I am presently staring at a group of angry men whose expressions of displeasure abounded as the seconds grew. Their deep furrows showed their determination to tear me apart and I am facing such a predicament because someone thinks that I am a spy.

Why can't I ever have a normal life?

Just… why?

As I focused my sight on the many men who were possibly thinking of forcing me out of the car, I reasoned what my next line of action would be.

Of course, I have to assure them that I am not...