"Mom! Why can't I take her with me?" Slowly I shake myself back down to reality. Last night felt like an entire lifetime set on repeat.
"Sweetie, you'll break her. I don't want to have to buy another one." The girls mother's face is caked with makeup. I guess there going out. I wonder what the argument is about. God... The mother looks even more paranoid now. Is she always like this? No wonder this girl is always begging for attention, she doesn't have a mother to look up to. I sort of feel bad for her.
"Fine!" She was on the verge of tears. God what a little brat. All over a doll. Alive or not that's still pathetic!
"Get in the car! No more crying! It's a damn doll." The mother stared strait at me, "Why did I agree to buy that?" She quickly darted out of the room into the empty hall.
They were gone for a long time. Sitting on that shelf alone just felt like time was passing in slow motion. Now that I had time to think more about this girl and her life I realized I never saw the dad. Or even any mention of a father. Maybe that's why her mother is always so paranoid! Then again not everyone is perfect. It drives some people to the state of insanity.
I have to find a way to get out. Get picked up by someone else or even getting thrown away is better than dying like this. Sitting on some girls shelf. The more I thought of it something hit me. The father... if he's not around... maybe the girl feels abandon. That's why she chose me!! Every doll expresses a different emotion depending on their life experiences, mine is abandonment! That's why the girl was drawn to me in the store window. I represent her feeling of abandonment. Her feeling as if she doesn't matter but to the dolls.
Maybe, just maybe, I can use that.
Use that to escape...
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Born To Die (In Progress)
HorrorA doll who has been abandoned by everyone she cared for has landed on the hands of a young girl who doesn't care for the state or care of her dolls. Fed up the doll comes up with a plan to get rid of the girl forever.
