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[miss-imogene]

OOC

Sorry that I left this blog hangin' for a while...

Thread Anyone?

[miss-imogene]

"Who says you aren't normal?" Imogene raised a brow & dropped her cigarette on the ground. "Did they say that?" She motioned in the general direction of a group of girls talking among themselves a few feet away. "Why would they say that about you, Carrie?"

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Carrie looks up an Imogene sadly and lets out a small sigh, “But I want to be normal…”

[miss-imogene]

"There's nothing wrong with being different." Imogene stated, putting a hand on Carrie's shoulder. "Besides what business is it of theirs? Long as you ain't hurtin' nobody." She took a drag on her cigarette.

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"Because my mom is…. different… and the other students think I’m weird," Carrie explains, looking down sadly.

[miss-imogene]

Imogene snatched up the lit cigarette as her mouth hung open. "No!" She gasped. "You? Why you? You like a normal girl to me. Quite pretty, actually."

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"I’m the school’s punching bag," She answers sadly.

[miss-imogene]

Imogene follow the girl to the outdoor courtyard & lit up a cigarette. "So, tell me about yourself, Carrie." She said as she exhaled a cloud of smoke. "Where do you rank in this place?" Imogene asked in reference to the high school.

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Carrie nods and leads the girl to the courtyard quietly.

[miss-imogene]

"Sure, I'm" Imogene smacked her lips. "I do that sometimes...I have Cerebral Palsy, so I..I talk kinda funny." She leaned against the wall & sighed. "How 'bout you take me to the courtyard first? I need a smoke."

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Carrie nods and looks at the girl somewhat worriedly, “Are you okay though?” She asks softly.

[miss-imogene]

"So, you go to school here, I assume." Imogene chuckled as she gestured to the hall with here free. "I'm lookin' for the conservatory. C-can...y-you s-s-show...me...ah...where it is?" She thumped a hand on her chest & cleared her throat. "Sorry," The girl chuckled. "I get mush-mouth sometimes, you'll have to forgive me."

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"Not that I know of," Carrie answers shyly, brushing her hair out of her face, "Imogene is an interesting name."

[miss-imogene]

"Carrie." Imogene repeated aloud. "It's that short for anythin'?" She smiled warmly. "You can call me Gene, if you prefer that over Imogene. It's up to you really."

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Carrie looks at the girl shyly and hesitantly shakes her hand. Well, it’s obvious she’s new, otherwise this girl would be teasing her, “Hi… I’m Carrie…”

[miss-imogene]

"Hello!" The girl let go of her cane to offer it to the other blonde. "My name's Imogene." She explained through a slight speech impediment. "I'm new here to Chamberlain."

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"Who’s there?"

[miss-imogene]

Imogene was busy taking in the surroundings of her new High school. Her eyes drifted from left to right with every step. She had moved to Chamberlain about a week ago & was getting ready to participate in the prestigious music program that this school apparently had.

Imogene paused when she saw another girl standing against the lockers a few feet away, looking obviously upset. She frowned & turned towards her. "What's a'matter?" The blonde asked through a slight speech impediment. She leaned on her cane to inspect the girl's expression. "You need some help or somethin'?" 

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        Carrie was leaning against a few lockers, far away from the ones that said she ate shit, just trying to hold herself together. This was one of the worst days, and she thought nothing could top the day before. People passed with a snicker in their face and a grin on their lips. If Carrie could crawl into a hole, she sure as hell would.

    What did she ever do to them to deserve such hatred? Sure her mother was weird - but Carrie was nothing like her mother. But they didn’t care. 

[miss-imogene]

[miss-imogene]

Holidays

Well Thanksgiving is officially over & the last of the house guests have gone…even though we eat our Thanksgiving Dinner at Noon.

Here’s how Thanksgiving works at our house; my family buys enough food to feed a fucking army. Once the immediate family eats their fill & packages some of the left overs, the rest of it gets giving away. (‘Cause, ya know it’sThanksgiving.) We bring portioned meal packages to homeless shelters, soup kitchen & retirement homes.

Last night, I was up till 8 AM making desserts. I felt like fucking Willy Wonka, you should’ve seen my kitchen! Well, of course you can’t give away Thanksgiving meals & not give away desserts, it just makes you look cheap.

My Daddy-O works for an assisted living facility where he takes care of mentally challenged children, some of them don’t even have home to go to, so my Daddy-O brings them here for food & candy…and occasionally gifts. c;

My family also sponsors children in third world countries. It takes a lot of work to bring a child to the USA, so instead we buy magazines that allow us to sponsor a child by giving them money that will go towards giving them certain things like bottled water, medicines & bicycles. They even do this great thing were you can buy them like, a goat, or a sheep for meat, milk & wool & when you do that, the magazine sends you a stuffed animal of whatever animal you’ve just paid for.

I got about 3 hours of sleep last night. I was up till 8 AM baking. I got up a non for my dinner & I spent the rest of the day, running around with relatives to give out food, as well as acting as an American Sign Language interpreter for a few Autistic & deaf children.

I have worked my ass off today. I have also dealt with relatives I don’t like. I would appreciate it if some of my followers would cut my a break. Role Play with me. Talk to me. Let me drool over Zach Galligan. I’ve earned it.

Enjoy your holidays folks & try not to get killed during black Friday shopping.  c:

-Alexa Marie

[miss-imogene]

@Carrie White

carriewhitelives:

 — ”Ohuh?”

        The girl whirls around in surprise, dropping the thick hardcover she’s been carrying around. A few onlookers snicker as she bends over the to pick it up, its title — Telekinesis: Gateway to the Mind — briefly visible before she hugs it tightly against her chest. 

        — "The library…"

~Imogene smiled, leaning on her cane to look down at the book in the other girls hand.~

"Wow! That looks like a cool book."

~She moved let go of her cane with one hand to offer it to the other girl.~

"My name's Imogene. You look familiar. Uh...What's your name?"

[miss-imogene]

OOC

Going to see the Remake of "Carrie" tonight with Andrea!