“Nobody loves you; everyone hates you, their all out to get you, so just run.” The song played over and over. The girl crouched over in the white nothingness her hands on her ears screaming,
“HELP! MOMMY, PLEASE HELP ME!!” She screamed her voice not quite as loud as the menacing voice singing. She was crouched over as if she was in pain as she attempted to block out the song. “HELP! HEELLPP!” She shrieked still receiving no answer.
“Liberty?” A picture of her father appeared against the white and was moving looking down at her. The song finally shutting off.
“Wha-Who are you?” She stumbled across her words as she stared up at the young man with dark brown curly hair and hazel eyes. She thought he looked very familiar.
“Your father Liberty, I’m your father.” The little girl stared wide-eyed for a moment then started to pout.
“No, My Father is DEAD!” She shouted at the picture tears streaming out of her tiny eyelids.
“No Sweetie, I’m not dead, I am very much alive and well.” He consoled softly looking at her light blonde hair and green eyes.
“Then come home with me.” She smiled for the first time in a long time as she gestured one of her hands towards the picture as if for him to take it and everything would be alright.
“Why do you think I don’t live with you and your mother?” He asked shaking his head. Liberty looked up as if she was afraid to tell the truth.
“Because- Because I thought you were dead.” She whined as if trying to convince him to come with her.
“Well no, I am alive. I never see you because I Don’t Love you.” He explained then disappeared into the white.
“NO DADDY WAIT! DADDY PLEASE!” She screamed at the top of her lungs before collapsing to the ground. She began sobbing her little heart out when she heard footsteps. “Who’s there?” She asked looking around and within an instant the little doll walked towards her. Liberty found herself being lost in those eyes like they were two pools of tar, sinking slowly and slowly.
“Nobody loves you; everyone hates you, their all out to get you, so just run.” The doll sang in an evil wicked voice.
“STOP IT!” She screamed as she stared the doll in those vile eyes. The doll’s lips only smiled an evil smirk and then raised her left hand and shook it as if to wave goodbye. Liberty was then swallowed by blackness once more.
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