Little Fic (original) (raw)

I wrote this a while ago, finally finished it today. Enjoy!

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I don’t like playing with Dollie anymore, but I still play with her in front of Uncle Falman. He looks happy when I play with Dollie and I like it when he’s happy. He’s not happy as much anymore, maybe it’s because Aunt Riza can’t come over anymore. I used to like playing with Dollie, but three weekends ago I dropped Dollie down the stairs and her head broke into lots of pieces.

Uncle Falman said he’d glue her together but I wanted to wait for Big Brother Edward to come home and then have him fix it. Only, Uncle Falman told me that he didn’t think Big Brother Edward was coming home. I let Uncle Falman fix Dollie and he did a really good job, you can’t tell her head smashed like the watermelon Daddy dropped when I stubbed my toe and cried the last summer before he was put in the box.

Dollie doesn’t look any different, but I know she’s different, I can’t see the cracks but I know they’re there. I don’t know why it happens and I feel bad that I only play with Dollie when Uncle Falman is around. I want to want to play with Dollie but I don’t want to. I know she’s not the same and I don’t want her anymore.
Aunt Schieszka told me that she would buy me a new Dollie when she was watching me for Uncle Falman again. I can’t wait, but I’m really worried. I’m scared of Uncle Falman being away.

Yesterday when I was at the playground I saw a man watching the game of Tag we were all playing. At first I didn’t really notice him but then he took off his silly sunglasses and I realized that he looked a lot like my Daddy. It was weird. He looked like Daddy but he was different, a lot like how Dollie looks different now. I was scared to tell Uncle Falman because Josh thought he saw his Daddy after his Daddy was put into a box and now Josh has to go to a special doctor two times every week. It’s no fun because Josh can’t play, I’m not going to tell Uncle Falman about the Dollie-Daddy.

I’m scared, because the Dollie-Daddy smiled at me and I wanted to run away crying. The Dollie-Daddy is different from Daddy, he looks a lot like Daddy and I know that isn’t true, but the Dollie-Daddy scares me but I don’t want to have to go to a doctor all the time.

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Today it was scary, I played with the dirty little boy again and he asked me why I was with Aunt Schieszka and I told him the Uncle Falman goes away a lot and that I have to stay with somebody. He told me I should stay with him and I told him I didn’t even know his name

The boy was upset and told me to mind my own business before running away and I cried because I felt bad for hurting his feelings. Aunt Schieszka was reading when I saw the Dollie-Daddy again and I watched as the boy grabbed the Dollie-Daddy’s hand and the two of them walked away together. The Dollie-Daddy looked over his shoulder at me and I felt scared, like the time with Mama in the alley, but I don’t know why. Aunt Schieszka took me home early from the playground.

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I had a nightmare and couldn’t sleep till Auntie Schieszka came to the room, but I didn’t tell her about the nightmare. She hugged me till I was sleepy enough to go back to sleep. But I didn’t forget about the dream.

In the dream Dollie-Daddy was standing over my bed looking at me as the little boy sat in the window.

“I want her,” Dollie-Daddy had said as he rubbed my cheek like Daddy used to.

“Pride wouldn’t like that,” the boy said as he smiled at me.

“I don’t care, she’s mine,” Dollie-Daddy said as he glared at the boy. “I’ll get what I want.”

I lock my windows but I’m scared of the boy and the Dollie-Daddy. I’m so scared, I want Uncle Falman home, but he’s got work to do.

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I don’t want to go to the park anymore so I told Auntie Schieszka that I wanted to go to the library with her. She was really happy and I felt happy too, the boy and the Dollie-Daddy won’t know I went to the library instead. I was wrong though.

I was reading about a little girl with no Mama or Daddy who found a magic stone that granted all her wishes. I was tracing the picture of the magic stone when someone came up to me. I looked up and saw it was the dirty boy.

“So here you are,” he said with a smile and I looked around but Auntie Schieszka was gone.

“I’m reading today,” I said quietly and he grinned more as someone began moving towards us. “I got to go!” I ran into the bookshelves, trying to run away, but the person kept walking toward me. I was really scared, like the time with Mama. I ran and began crying for Auntie Schieszka. One of the library ladies found me and took me to her. I cried all the way home.

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I’m scared of the little boy and the Dollie Daddy, I held my new Dollie close, the old one Auntie Schieszka threw away. I’m so scared, but I don’t know how to tell Auntie Schieszka. I wish Daddy were here, I wish Mama were here, I wish Big Brother Edward was here, I wish Big Brother Alphonse was here, I wish Auntie Riza was here, I wish Uncle Roy was here, and I really wish Uncle Falman would come home. I’m so scared. Something outside my window rattled and I screamed. It’s only supposed to be my imagination, Mama always said that! But my imagination never smiled at me with mean looking eyes!

“DADDY!”

“Not quite,” the Dollie-Daddy says and I scream again before Auntie Schieszka runs into the room. The Dollie-Daddy isn’t outside the window but I tell her about him anyway. I know I’m awake, but Auntie Schieszka tells me it was a dream. It was real I know it. I wish people would listen to me.