Who Is Carrie O'Brian?

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        When searching for memories of Ellanna in Ireland, I found nothing. All I could see were two children, Evan and Carrie, both blond, cherubimal little children. I knew that the girl's name was Carrie O'Brian, and that this place was a small village somewhere near Dublin. Some people here spoke Gaelic, if not all. (I can't imagine how long ago this must have been in order for this to be the case)
        The image was very clearly of the two of them playing in a graveyard after a stiff rain, and having a Sunday mud fight, off where their parents wouldn't want them to be, and ruining their best clothes. They were young, certainly no older than five or six, both lithe, wiry little people with small, bony little hands. The girl, I knew instinctively, had a drunk for a father, and her mother was either brow-beaten to the point of being unimportant, or was dead. I couldn't say anything for Evan's parents, but I knew he would be disciplined for getting himself into trouble. Carrie I couldn't be so sure about. I felt warmly disposed to her, and I worried about what would happen when her father saw her. I somehow knew he would not be pleased, and that his reaction would be excessive.
        I consulted my psychic-fluffy friend, and he said that his impression was that the girl was me, and that her father sexually molested her. I now wish that I had meditated on that point, rather than asking him. Any memories I now have which confirm that will fall under intense suspicion, as they might be the product of suggestion. I tend to question the validity of his impression on three counts, 1) I dated him, and he may have been trying to find a rationale for why I didn't want to have sex with him, and 2) He fancied himself a healer, and often saw either injury where none existed, or more severe psychological damage than was actually there. 3) My past self, Ellanna, was undoubtedly sexually abused by "Don Carlos", and I bear the scars in ways that any psychic could pick up on. He may have been sensing Carrie's relationship to my lifetime as Ellanna, and Ellanna's emotional wounds, and gotten his details confused. Neither do I discount the possibility that he saw accurately, because he was also a very gifted intuitive. Even if he saw nothing at all, and what he did "see" was purely a product of his ego, there would still be a chance that he was right. He would need to be a very gifted psychic indeed to be wrong 100% of the time.
        All assumptions of sexual abuse aside, I was intrigued enough to want to know what became of Carrie. What came in was nothing more than a vague summary: "she was accused of being a witch at age 12 and was driven out of her village, she took up the position of housekeeper under a real witch named Aggatha, in England. She was accused of the same sort of sorcery there, and fled to Spain, where she met a Spanish Don who offered to marry her. Then a bunch of other stuff happened..."
        The "bunch of other stuff" I deceded, was the rest of Ellanna's lifetime.