jesus loves me

"Enough Carrie. You have to stop hitting yourself like that."

Carrie was now a thirty two year old woman who had a lot going for her at one time. Looks, a car, a house, and a successful boyfriend. She was active in her church.

One beautiful summer night when the fireflies were out Carrie's car broke down. She tried to flag down a truck that passed by, to no avail. The truck was going too fast to stop.

There was no one else for a little while.

Then a white Ford Escort pulled up. The driver was an older man, dressed in work clothes.

"What's the problem here lady?"

"I..I have no idea," Carrie laughed.

"Let me give it a look-see."

Then man walked over to Carrie's car, reached in, and popped the hood. He got tinkering around.

Carrie sat in her car waiting for the man to get the car running again.

"You think you can fix it?"

The man walked over to her window. He knelt down beside the door.

"You aren't going nowhere."

He pulled out a gray pistol and shoved it against her head.

"Get out."

She did as he commanded.

"Put your hands behind your back."

She put her hands behind her back as he zip-tied her wrists together.

"Now move."

He kicked her in the direction of his car.

"I bet you just think you are so fucking cute, with that little cute car of yours and that cute haircut. Well I'm going to teach you a lesson tonight. Get in my trunk."

She got in his trunk.

"Look at me bitch."

She was too scared to do anything else but what he commanded.

"Look, you ain't never going to forget me," then he slammed the trunk.

He got in his car and turned on the ignition. A bird cawed in the distance.

The man drove for what seemed like a long time to Carrie, but what was only about thirty minutes.

He stopped the car and got out. She could hear what sounded like a drill. Then the trunk opened up.

"Get out."

She did as he commanded.

"Get on your knees."

As she got to her knees the man tied her wrists to her ankles behind her.

"I bet you think I'm going to fuck you. Don't you?"

Carrie started to cry.

"Cry, bitch, you should have been crying a long time ago when you thought buying shit and looking all pretty was going to amount to something. You like to look pretty. Don't you?"

Carrie didn't respond. She just cried. The man kicked her in the stomach.

"I told you you never was never going to forget me. Well, that might not be true. See, I have a plan for you. Simplification."

The man picked up a cordless power drill from on top of his car. He pulled the trigger and watched the tip spin.

"I'm about to reeducate you precious. And maybe you just might become a real person after all. If you're a good girl you will be reborn. It's going to be beautiful."

The man knelt down beside her. He kissed her temple. Then he put the tip of the drill to her temple.

As tears streamed down Carrie's face she sang out, "Jesus loves me this I know, for the bible tells me so..."

The man joined her in singing as he pulled the trigger of the drill.