dollhouse ➳ c.h.

00. family pictures

❝ picture, picture, smile for the picture. pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister? ❞

the house was fit for a picture perfect family. it was almost like a life size doll house. except, house wouldn't have been the correct word. while, not quite big enough to be a mansion, the family's house was significantly larger than the rest in their small town. 

walking into the house you'd right away find the family's most prized possession - family portraits.

many of them lined up the walls of the house all showing how picture perfect the family was. they're particular favourite was hanging right near the doorway so anytime someone walked in they could admire how perfect the family was. it was taken a year ago and while usually they don't seem they get better as the go along this one in picture just had a certain glow to it. the eyes and smiles just gleamed in a perfect sort of way. except if you were observant enough you could see the gleam in their eyes and the glow in their seemingly pearly white smiles wasn't perfection at all.

the man of the household - he seemed like the supportive yet take charge type of father who would do anything to provide of his wife and kids but if you got just a bit to close while the doors were closed and the curtains were drawn you'd see the blood on his hands and the marks on his neck that'll indicate that your initial impression is not the case at all.

the trophy wife - the best mother you could ever ask for. she'd protect her kids from anything and everything she could all while cooking and cleaning and tending to the garden out back. although in reality she couldn't cook which is why they had chefs, didn't see the point in cleaning when you had people who could do that ( the same thing with gardening ). who was she to do commoner things when she had money? she never wanted kids either and bothering with things you don't even want seems like a waste. besides she's too busy with her trusty flask, trying to forget about the recent infidelity to deal with two pests.

the handsome big brother - taking over the family company is something he'll do willingly in his bright future. after all he respected his father and loved the path he laid out for him ever since he was born right? he cared more about his little sister than anything else in the world? not exactly. he was too busy with two addictions. like father like son they say but they never counted on the son taking a thing or two after the mother did they?

now we have the picture perfect daughter - now 17, finishing her senior year, before going off to some Ivy League school and also following in the footsteps of her family, with their support of course. she was obviously so naive and carefree with her huge smile and biggest gleam in her eye right? except she was never happy and everything she did was wrong. she was too secretive to be able to keep a therapist and besides how can she get any help for her little problem if there is a possibility of ruining her family's image? besides getting help won't work when secrets are written in your veins and deceit into your blood.

so you see pictures can be deceiving and the life of this particular family is nothing more than puppet show. after all they're all just doll living in one big dollhouse.

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a/n: this story is planned out and will be v sketchy and sad-ish/dark if I can actually write ok. and yes for this prologue nothing is capitalized ok? ok. Also this is kinda based off the song dollhouse by Melanie Martinez so um the music video is kinda like an explanation to the story I guess¿? Idk um bye 😳