NC - Good God Alisson (standard:horror, 1041 words)
Author: hvysmker	Added: Jun 04 2004	Views/Reads: 3665/2401	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A little girl who get her way.

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“Yeah, Papa yelled at me, just cause.” 

“Just cause what?” 

“Just cause.” 

“I'll bet you got even, didn't you?” 

“Uh, Huh.” 

“Then what?” 

“I made them go away for awhile.” 

“You did, that's good.  Where did they go?” 

“I saw this place on Tebision.  A cold place with big bars.  I tell ‘um
you go there for a while, next time don' yellat me.” 

“Don't you think they're sorry now, Honey.  Maybe you should bring them
back.” 

“Dunno, maybe.  Lookit Icky?”  Icky Rabbit, a cartoon character was
beating Ollie Skunk over the head with a wooden mallet in one corner of 
the room.  They disappeared with a loud “Bang” like a fire cracker. 

“Ha, ha. They always do that.  But you shouldn't do it.  It hurts in
real life, a bad thing to do.” 

“I know that.  I don't hit nobody.”  She laughed.  “I even made that
place go away.  The one where everyone fights all the time.  I got 
tired of it.”  Her television was monitored but sometimes something got 
through.  Now I would have to try to get Iraq back. 

“I think you should bring everything back, Alisson.  You know your Mama
and Papa love you, and there were some good people in that place.  A 
lot of little girls like you too, I'll bet.  Don't you think so?” 

“Ok.”  Alisson shrugs, more amenable now that the medicine takes hold. 

“And what about Ms. Johnson, Alisson. She doesn't like being a pony. 
Will you do me a favor and make her Ms. Johnson again.” 

“Nope.  I like ponies.  See.”  Alisson was now a green pony, the same
color as the cover on her bed. 

“You make a cute pony, Alisson, but I think Ms. Johnson wants to go home
and see her little girl.  She has one just about your age.” 

“Ok, but if she wants I can make her a pony again.” 

“I'll tell her.  The next time she wants to be a pony, I'll tell her to
ask you.  Did you make her a person again?” 

“Uh, huh.” 

As the medication began working on her, Alisson got sleepy and finally
went to bed, to the relief of the staff.  It was an entire hospital 
built to contain her.  The only way they could have any control of her 
at all was through medication. 

They could sedate her for only sixteen or eighteen hours a day.   No
amount of medication could force her to sleep longer.  Some of the 
scientists wanted to kill the child, for the good of the Universe, but 
didn't know how, or even if it were possible to kill a God.  The last 
thing they wanted was to make her angry. 

Meanwhile, it was a constant effort to keep her satisfied.  At any
moment she could decide to travel, or destroy the world on a whim.


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