The Doll (standard:fantasy, 786 words)
Author: Iwakurasan	Added: Apr 19 2004	Views/Reads: 3135/2124	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A short, weird piece

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"No!" said the girl, shrinking away again. "No!" 

"But why do want to keep her, if she says such terrible things to you?" 

The girl just stood shaking, holding the doll, staring in horror at the
pale eyes. A hand extended towards her out of the dark, and she backed 
away from it with a little cry. She wanted to run, run away from this 
man who wanted to take her doll from her, but she couldn't run. 

"I have to keep her," she said tearfully. "If I keep her then daddy will
come back!" 

"Child," said the man, "he won't come back. Let me have the doll." 

"He'll come back, he'll come back!" said the girl wildly. "You're both
lying!" She shrank away against the wall, but, as she did, the doll 
dropped from her arms. It fell to the ground and rolled away from her, 
into the darkness before she could catch it. She stared after it, mouth 
and eyes open, frozen as she stared at the dark. A hand touched her 
shoulder gently, and she didn't move. 

"It's gone," she whispered. Her face twisted into an expression of
childish anguish. "It's really all gone." 

"Yes," said the man. "It is. I'm sorry." 

"But I...wanted it to go on...I wanted daddy to come back." 

The man said nothing, just stood there with his hand on her shoulder. 

"Do I...have to go with you now?" 

The hand took hers. 

"Yes," he said. "Just come with me. It'll be all right. Really." 

The girl looked away from the place where the doll had vanished. She
couldn't hear its voice anymore, and now she knew that what it had said 
was true. 

She followed the man into the darkness. 


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