Giant World

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My eyes adjust to bright sunlight.  Or, what I believe to be sunlight.  There is a house nearby I notice, though something is wrong.  It is shiny almost like....plastic.

"What?" In mumble.  "Another dream?"  My body aches.  My skin is thick and heavy with coagulated blood.  I am as I last saw myself.

The ground is soft and......Oh God, is it blue?  Confusion eats away at my insides like a hungry parasite.  

It feels like a thick and soft carpet.  "But....how?"  I stand, and instantly, my insides wish to rocket their way out.  The contents of my stomach anyway.

There is someone in the distance only they are blue.  Their hair white and in braids.  They appear very close and.......very........big.  

"Oh no."

The blue creature could almost pass for human with maroon overalls, though they are clearly not anything of my world.

She....I tell myself, she is a little girl.  At least, I think, though, she looks no more than six.  I am paralyzed with fear.  She has two people in her hands.  They look like my kind.  A white woman in her twenties with her yellow hair in ponytail.  Her clothes are a short black glittering dress with plastic shoes.  In her other hand is a Hispanic looking male in his twenties.  His chest is bare, and he wears camouflage swim trunks.

That is when she finally sees me.  She grins revealing two missing front teeth. "A new dolly?"  She grabs me by the waist too fast and she is far too big for me to get away on time. "You're all yucky, dolly."  The little girl says.  "I need to clean you.  Humming she whisks me away through her bedroom, the wind on my face is a tornado, and two a bathroom where she turns the faucet on.  The roar of the water is like a fire hose.

Fear tangles my intestines.  "Don't."  I say.  The first words I have been able to speak to the child.  "Oh God, I'll drown."

Humming the little girl smiles at me.  "No, you won't silly."  She giggles and my body vibrates with her.  "I'll hold you."

"Don't."  I plead.  Oh God, this is not a dream.  Where am I?

She forces my blood coated shell of a body under the clamorous water.  It hits and though the water is cool is scalds my fragile skin.  The water sinks into my airways making me choke and gag on it. It is cold and unforgiving.

I feel myself sinking into death and await it.  Just when I think I can bare it no more she removes me from the water.

I spurt liquid in ragged coughs and breaths.

"That's better."  She says in a sing song voice.  With that she grabs a bottle filled with green slime and empties a small circle into her hand.  She scrubs my hair and body with it and I force my eyes shut, the girl is very rough, and I know what comes after this.  Next, she puts me back under the hellish waterfall until all of the soap is off of my skin.

It was finally over.  I realize this as she removes me from the water and pats me down with a washcloth.

"Now we need to find you clothes.  Your hair is ugly but that's okay mommy says it grows."

With her hand still firmly wrapped around me she skips back to the dollhouse.  A pink dollhouse with purple plastic shutters.  Inside two people sit at a plastic dining table chatting away.

The girl's hand comes to a closet of pink and purple doll clothes.  "No....no...not that one either."  She says as she looks through the clothes.  "Yes! This one."  She pulls out a hot pink jumpsuit without sleeves and dresses me in it.  The back is Velcro.   The outfit is soft and silky and part of me wonders if it is sheer.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 09 ⏰

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