[⋆˙🔦⟡] vanessa oneshots

remember

Vanessa and her father often went to trips together. Obviously, since he was the only relative, the only relationship Vanessa has. She remembered each of their trips with every detail, it was the only sense of freedom she got. The only precious thing in her life, the only thing that she misses from her childhood.

She felt the need to remember, remember the gifts he had gotten. Remember the way he gave them to her for no reason, sometimes for being a "good daughter". Seeing the toys in her closet now makes her sick, the way she used to treasure them dearly, remember how they must have did the same thing, too.

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"Here, Vanny." He smiled in the car after the trip, his framed golden glasses reflecting the sunlight as their car hid in the shadows beneath the tall pine trees. He reached out his hand to the passenger seat, a red airplane on his hand. "Is this for me?" The girl with blonde hair asks excitedly.

"Of course it is, bunny!" The man smiled to his daughter. "Thank you, dad." She carefully examined the red plane, treating it with care. "Now, let's go home, shall we?" Her father puts his hand to the steering wheel, beginning to drive away from the place.

Vanny doesn't know where she got her toy, or why they went there. All she knew was that it was fun.