Joker and Harley's Crybaby

Maybe It's Cruel Joke On Me

Sosy said I can do whatever I want as long as it's in the house or in the backyard. I decided to stay in I wanted to make clothes for my stuffies. I brought them all down and propped them up and pretended to be a seamstress like Tiana's mom from Princess and The Frog.

Whenever I ask Sosy to play she doesn't join in unless mom or dad force her. But this time she voluntarily joined in. This is literally going into the list of best days ever!

During the middle of our sewing Sosy started getting a bit on edge. She kept messing up which is weird she was the one that got me into sewing.

I just focused on the dress I was making "Sh!t." Sosy speaks French but not in front of anyone but me. I know she's not really speaking French but she likes to mess around.I took a deep breath and continued the dress. "F^ck!" I looked up and drops of blood were staining the fabric. Sosy was gripping the needle and staring intensely at it. Her blue hair flopped over her eyes as she hunched badly over. Usually when mom isn't around she corrects my posture. All I can see is her mouth which is straight emotionless.

I felt a wave of pressure on me the longer time stayed frozen the more pressure kept crushing my chest. Finally she moved her head slowly in my direction. I didn't know whether to breathe or not my body won't automatically breathe.

She was staring deeply into my eyes and I was locked onto hers I can feel the fire rising inside of her the longer she stared into my eyes. She stood up slowly and paused standing over me.

She yanked at my collar bringing  me to her face. "Sosy wh-w..." I see her dark eyes with nothingness coating her. Tears flood my eyes making Sosy's image blurry and distant. She dropped me onto the floor and walked away in the same manner she that  has been carrying on. I laid there like a stone. When Sosy slammed the door to her room I had ran out of tears.

I took the closet stuffie an through it across the room wishing it was Sosy.

Why does she treat me like that!

Slamming them against the wall picturing Sosy feeling the way I do.

I'm  not some rag doll!

I picked up the bear Sosy was holding and began to stretch him by the arms.

Hearing the first tear made me shriek. I realized what I had done to the place. The place looks tragic. Mom and dad would be furious.

I fixed the tear in the bear and cleaned up the living room. I made more of the pancakes left from this morning. I made it exactly like the way Sosy made it before...

It didn't taste the same way the pancakes only tasted bland without her. It was time for a nap although I don't really take naps anymore but I need one right now. I made a pallet on the floor and cuddled with the rest of the stuffies.

Now I know why people say FML.
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"Happy birthday sweetums." Dad whispered as he kissed me goodnight. I rested my head on his chest as he carried me up to my room. My eyes were half closed my arm slung over his shoulder the other feeling the smooth material of his collar.

He laid me down in my crib gently and slowly. Pulling my blanket up to my shoulders and turning a light that's dim but relaxing. "Nightlight just for my precious." He whispered before walking back to my crib leaning on the rails. "Goodnight sweetums." He kisses me goodnight one last time and pushes my hair out of my face. My eyes got heavier by the second and finally I drifted to sleep.

Music was playing downstairs I couldn't help but let my curiosity take over me. I quickly walked down see who's playing music but no one is.

It's coming from outside!

I raced outside and no one was there. I walked back in then the music started playing, it sounded clearer than it did inside. I started walking down the trail where the music is playing. Then my body started moving to the beat of the music. The wind blowing only encouraged me to go further. The moon lit my path ahead to the beautiful majestic music.

Thanks for reading eat 3 square meals a day! More is coming and feel whelmed!!!!!