I groaned, deciding to stay put as a good doll until Emily came back. There was just too much risk on leaving. If I went outside I would have to struggle with the snow and would probably die just trying to cross the road, while trying to explore the house filled me with fear of finding the dog and quickly becoming a chew toy. And worse of all, without knowing anything of the remote, escape pretty much meant condemning myself to remain doll sized, just in probably better hands.
Time passed and I tried unsuccessfully to force myself to sleep, trying to find a comfortable position in the plastic bed poorly padded with the sock blankets. I gave up after what I felt was half an hour, not being able to accept the crazy situation I found myself in, trapped as a toy for this good natured but childish teenager.
To pass the time I started wondering about what to do in different scenarios. Assuming Emily's brother was able to repair the remote I would have to do my best to persuade her to grow me back, or at least take me near a responsible adult who could help me force her to grow me back. But what if Dave was unable to fix that strange remote? Maybe I should act like I'm depressed to try and get Emily's sympathy, nobody likes a sad doll, or should I try to plan a way to escape and go back home as soon as I could?
The possibility of the remote being broken beyond repair filled me with anxiety, shrinking and growing things was pretty much some science fiction scenario, I didn't know who could help me grow back if that was the case. As I pictured myself trapped at home, in some cold and scary lab or even in a dollhouse I regretted being so careless when going out in the first place. I could have kept testing it at home, playing a prank on my brother or whatever, but no, I had to slip and get myself into this absurd situation.
I tried to force myself to sleep again, not knowing what else to do. There wasn't enough light coming from the window to bother exploring the room or even taking a tour on this dollhouse, I was bored now and still frustrated but I couldn't do anything about it other than waiting. At some point finally my body got the hint.
"Wake up Tina-doll" I opened my eyes and had to adjust them to the lights, with my brain doing its own adjustment to the giant figure that was opened the roof of the dollhouse
"Aww you look so cute in your bed!" Emily cooed and gently took me with her hand, blankets and all, to leave me in her desk
"I have some news for you, Tina-doll" she said, I really hoped this meant the remote was ok
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