I'm still kind of torn over who should get the most blame; The school kids who cruelly bullied Carrie, or Carrie's mother who raised her to be a strict religious fundamentalist, and thus made Carrie stick out like a sore thumb among her peers?
Either way, this novel was kind of a sad and depressing read, especially in light of a decade worth of school shootings and rampages caused by bullying. On the upside, I did laugh to myself whenever Carrie was sent to the prayer closet. Do prayer closets actually exist? I can't even fathom that people actually locked themselves or their children in closets to pray their sins away. Another reason to be grateful that we're living in the 21st century!
Despite the telekinesis, this novel felt much too real and raw. I was never consistently bullied in school like Carrie was, but I did have a few run-ins with some very cruel students (usually older students who always picked on the younger ones). In middle school I was once pinned down by an older girl on the football bleachers and she hocked a loogie right in my face. I literally had spit in my eyes! Incredibly disgusting, but at least I got to brag to my friends that a girl was actually on top of me. I'll always remember my first day of high school too. Upon attaining my lunch and finding a place to sit in the cafeteria, about 4 or 5 older guys walked over and basically took everything off my plate. I think they left me two tatter tots and a pack of ketchup. If that type of stuff had happened to me on a daily basis, then I probably would have burned my school down as well, lol. Ultimately, this book left me with a feeling of immense empathy for people like Carrie. It also let me know that if I ever have a daughter in the future, then I will definitely make sure she knows what a period is, lest she find out in the girl's locker room!