Alone & Loveless: The Wicked Witch Of The East

Glass Doll

They say I was born this way. Looking with pain her eyes to her older Sister, pleading that it wasn't true.

Elphaba her older sister looked at her with fear in her eyes, as if she was threatinging her. Elphaba always seemed to know everything, she was always there. Always. Never leaving her sight, she might as well be her Governess.

She loved Elphaba but she fretted over her like she was a Porcelain doll, as if she dared to take a breath on her own she'd start to crack to leave room for her lungs to spread.

In their room, Nessa only five understood she was the favorite, and guilty taking pleasure in it. Elphaba's bed was plain with a quilt blanket, a pillow, and all her clothes folded neatly within a suitcase underneath her bed. Next to her bed against the wall where filled with books as thick as bricks. Elphaba was a Master in reading, only 7 years old, she was ahead of everyone!

Playing with her dolls as Elphaba played along with her, Nessa couldn't help but feel protective of her dolls. When Elphaba picked one up to play with her, Nessa for some reason feltcontious, worried, a bit annoyed that she was touching her dolls.

But why was she upset, Elphaba didn't do anything wrong, although their father wouldn't agree. He always seemed angry at Elphaba for some reason. No, for any reason.

Just yesterday while playing with her tea set, she could hear through her cracked door shouts coming from down stairs in the study no doubt. Father was angry, and by his unmistakable tone, it was towards Elphaba. "You ungrateful child! Why can't you do anything right?! If you were my child you wouldn't be such a waste of space now would you?!"

If you were my child? She wanted to ask Elphaba when she came up to their room with tears in her eyes, but decided not to, as she watched her poor sister silently crying within her pillow, clutching onto her green bottle that belonged to their mother.

When playing with her dolls for some time, bored she decided to ask why father was mad at her. Looking at her cautiously, setting down the doll in her hand, she cracked a fake smile, to reassure there wasn't anything wrong. Answering "Oh, I deserved it, but I learned my lesson!"

Looking at her sister, then to the doll she had sat down. Nessa often compared herself to her dolls. It was softly wrapped in a satin dress and delicate like her. Can't move on it's own, and made of glass like her. Nessa was paralyzed, she couldn't move from waste down. It annoyed her greatly, if she was in her chair at least she looked like a Queen on her throne or on a float, but when she wasn't she felt stupid, and aggravated that she had to ask to do almost anything.

She couldn't dance like the other munchkin children, she couldn't run, hop, skip, or walk.

Or the most simplest of tasks. To stand. It was embarrassing! She was the Governor of Munchkin Land's Daughter, he stood taller than any of them, naturally became he wasn't a Munchkin. Munchkin's are too dumb and silly to function properly, her father would say. Although often it was met with angry annoyed faces of the Munchkins, it made Nessa. Feel better, she in her chair was basically their height if not shorter, they all can do things, she can't, why should she suffer when they are the inferior ones?!

Elphaba too is annoyed by them, she always rants of how stupid or small minded they are. Elphaba was a loving sister, but never gave her any space! It didn't help with father always ordering Elphaba to look after her. Why can't he just let her be alone.