Fourth Horror: I don't want to go home

[promfromhell]

[Carrie, somehow managed to avoid getting any pranks pulled on her. For once in her life. She's very relieved because of that. She also found her rocking chair in the mail for her. Which was nice.

She was starting to get used to ...well her freedom in Mayfield. Momma wasn't here to tell her what to do, or to yell at her, or to make her pray. They weren't here to make her life miserable. She could ...be normal here. Wear normal clothes, do normal things and not be the freak.  It was a strange feeling she wasn't really sure what to do with yet.

A. Housemates can find her carrying a rocking chair up to her room, carefully.

B. She's outside for a walk. Today, is ...actually a pretty nice day. She's looking up at the sky for the moment and might walk into anyone walking down the sidewalk. 

C. The park. She's flexing her mind and lifting up a park bench. Standing off to the side and staring at it. Practise after all. Maybe if she practises she won't lose control when she gets angry.]

[Phone]

....I'm sorry to bother people ...again. But I was wondering. Is....changing your citizenship to a country...really just as easy as getting some papers? If...If I change it....I don't have to go back to America do I? .....Can you just leave like that? ...Not this place. I mean ...back home. Is it really that easy to leave?

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[promfromhell]

Oh....you're a nation too?

[Two nations she's met then.]

I live near Canada...usually. In Maine.

[mounties]

Oh, then you're practically mine, anyway! [New Brunswick and Maine are like the same place donchaknow. Same ratio of trees to people in fishing villages.] I'm Canada, yes. It's nice to meet you, dear.

[promfromhell]

...My name's Carrie.



It's....nice to meet you too.

[mounties]

Carrie's a pretty name. I've always liked it. And if you ever need anything, I'm here for you, alright?

[promfromhell]

.....thank you.

[Not really sure what to say to that. Maybe she's ...trying to trick her? But...no one has so far....and...]

[mounties]

You're very welcome. Oh, and I'm at 1447 Mitchell Road, if you ever want to pop in for tea or dinner or something. I'm usually here, and my housemates like guests.

[Or they tolerate guests because Canada is secretly boss of the house. And feeds them.]

[promfromhell]

.....you don't mind?

[Maybe...maybe she could visit. She's never done that before. And she'd be able to see if it was a trick too.]

[mounties]

Not at all. My house is always open.

[promfromhell]

Oh.

....I ...might do that ...then.

[That's normal right? She can do a normal visit.]

Thank you.

[mounties]

Any time, Carrie.

[And after a pause, Canada decides to be needlessly inspirational.] No matter how depressing or bleak things seem now, they get better, at least in some way. Trust me. Whatever's wrong, you'll find a way to make it better.

[promfromhell]

....that isn't always true.

Sometimes they just get worse.

[mounties]

But they can't get worse forever. At some point, they have to get better. It may just be a matter of perspective, but they will.

[promfromhell]

.....Does dying count as getting better?

[Because if not. Her story did not get better.]

[mounties]

[She hesitates a moment, before making a quiet, affirmative noise.]

It's up to you to decide that. Sometimes it does.

[promfromhell]

Oh..

Okay. I suppose things can get better then.

[mounties]

It's all a matter of perspective.