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Chapter #3

Just then that familiar bell rings

    by: trinking
You are watching the funny giants..They are now,
anyway,as you sink deeper into madness."Well
maybe rubber",You think as you hear their words",
that seem like shouts echoing.You saw what happened to Bob.They will get theirs you scream
to yourself.But noone can hear you..You are
trapped here inside a rubbery coffin.One thous-
and times smaller than you once were.You think
of your life as human,"Well you assume"by now.
You have been here so long.It makes you insane..
Everytime you see a new victim walk in to the
hands of Franc."You almost feel yourself move".
"Heck" your made of rubber,you try and think.
But the words just dont come out on your molded
face ,sitting there on a shelf collecting dust.
Just then that familier bell rings.Another
customer,you think to yourself,from outside
your plastic tomb."Well welcome Ms.Prefank."
You hear Franz exclaim."What brings you out
to my humble establishment"."Oh and I see
you brought a guest "..Such a lovely child..
she is...That fat little genetic mutant..
You dont even think it,its just there while
you observe.Suddenly as if your the only
doll on the shelf.The little chubby girl runs
up to you ."Oh no",you think again .as she
rips you off a "shelf".She pokes at your per-
fect doll hair.Doll eyes.Doll clothes.
She turns around "OH Aunty I want this one"!
"What a most obvious and convenient choice".
Franz says,as he tries to exchange the other unfortunate for Bob.Next thing you know ,your
in a bag.In the hands of a child,who really
dont like dolls."Isnt this dolly cute?the
chubby girl says to her barbie."As she takes
her stubbed scissors chopping off a lock of
your hair."Why cant I be so cute,she mumbles
herself as you die a thousand deaths inside.
The little mutant reads the box .."Oh god"
youi think again ..she can read!Your laying
there stiff,on her bed,she begins reading...
The advertisment on the box is so fantastic
as you listened to the chubby little girl.
"WoW"I can ..or am suppost do be all that?
You think to yourself.Suddenly the crazy
little chubby girl throws a fit.You can see
why though observing her room,The chubby li-
ttle girl forgets about you,as she tears up
some drawings she had on her desk.Her aunt
walks in the room."Whats wrong my little
sweet heart "Dont you like the new doll aunty
got for you?"Aunty I love the doll! The
little girl cries (because aunty was rich
is all)."Well okay "I got some yummy snacks
for you downstairs"!Carrot sticks and Tofu."
"Your favorite isnt it honey".Yes Aunty...
Those are my favorite.The aunt leaves your
there alone with her prodigy pscho neice.
Shes not such a prodigy..you think.Rubber?
She will melt me .Im doomed.That poor li-
ttle fat girl ..Jealous!Jealous of a rubber
doll."Oh God"shes got you in her minds eye
again.Your thankful the cheap rich aunt
didnt buy all your accesseries.You were sure
she would rip all your clothes off any min-
ute though.You lay there so mad,resenting
that permanant smile painted on your face.
I was just a nobody.."Hell, I am a nobody..
as you reminance of your life as the living.
"Wow, you think again ..pondering the chubby
little girls recital of your grand profile
off the box.Suddenly that chubby little girl
whom you almost could emphathsize with,grabs
you off her bed and rips your head off.
Your not dead being rubber and all.But you
wished you were."Mabe they will exchange me
too"!You say as you think about Bob.With
your head floating in the fishbowl.Her rich
aunt,Mr Franz...and again Bob.You thought
about Mr crackerjack...and what he would do.
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