“You have to try, Jill,” You told yourself. “Do you want to spend the rest of your life as some girl’s plaything?” You imagined being stretched, beaten, and eventually forgotten before standing up. “Time for a break-out!” You stack as many plushies and dolls on top of one another (which took time because some of the toys were bigger than you) before climbing the mountain and tumbling to the carpeted floor.
You made your way out of Emily’s room and went into escape mode. Over the years, many people took you home believing you were some toy or a small child and you’d had to escape. As you wandered the halls, you found no hair that might indicate a pet or discarded toys leaning toward another (possibly younger) child in the house. You looked up at a picture on the wall and saw Emily and her mother at an amusement park, and there didn’t seem to be any more recurring people in any other portraits.
“And she moves and talks, Mommy,” You heard Emily’s voice from downstairs. “She’s just like a real girl!”
“I see,” Emily’s mother replied. “You know, Sweetheart. When Mommy was little, she had many pretend friends, too.”
“Charlotte’s not pretend, Mommy,” The child insisted.
“Don’t argue with your mother!”
“That woman reminds me of Patty,” You think as you pass a doorway with a paper traffic cone taped to the side. You looked inside and saw what must be the mother’s bedroom, and you could see a long cable leading to the top of the bed.
“Her phone!” You realized and immediately went to work. You pulled on the cord and felt the device slowly reach you. “Come to Mama!”
“No, no, no!” A familiar voice called, and you were quickly lifted into the air as Emily took you into her arms. “That was naughty, Charlotte!” The child scolded as you struggled in her grasp. “You shouldn’t play with Mommy’s phone; you’ll break it.” You watched your chance at freedom slip away as Emily carried you out of the room. “You’re a bad naughty girl, Charlotte!” The child continued as she took you back to her room and put you back in the crib. “You were supposed to be in bed eating your dinner.” The child took the bottle and shook it in your face, “No dinner for you cause you were bad!” Emily went through her drawers and pulled out a fresh pair of Disney princess print panties and a nightgown. “Hmm,” The child put a hand to her chin in thought. “Maybe I should take you with me to make sure you don’t do anything naughty while I take my bath.”
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