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Unspeakable Crimes Against Her Dolls

Hush up!  Raggedly Ann, go in the corner, with Raggedly Andy!

That, was how she’d ordered her dolls around, when they came to her, telling her that those monsters in the nights had hurt them…

Unspeakable crimes against her dolls had been committed, by her, their loving owner, and that, was merely, the reflection of her day time life.  Unspeakable crime against her dolls, who’s going to come to their rescue?  Nobody!  Just as nobody came to HER rescue that very first time, and the next, and the next, and the next times afterwards, when her mama’s boyfriend came to her.

Unspeakable crimes against her dolls, the dolls ended up, not being able to handle the pains imposed on them, they’d all run off, one by one, but, she’d always managed, to get them all rounded again, and, those who tried running off would get it, HARDER from her.  Unspeakable crimes against her doll, these bad things are happening to her dolls, because they’d all happened, to her too, and, because she’s too young, and couldn’t tell her mama WHAT, was happening to her, she’d taken her anger out on her dolls, and, in the end, all her dolls were placed, in coffins, one by one, and laid to rest, just like her childhood was………

Unspeakable crimes against her dolls, why are these still happening?  There should be, a protective network, to help those dolls in trouble, to help them, get away, from those abusive owners of theirs, isn’t there?  Why isn’t one such protective network set up?  Oh yeah, I forgot, because dolls don’t have life, my bad then!!!

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The Dolls You’d Shattered, Were Not JUST Dolls

The dolls DO come alive, and this time, it’s in the daytime, instead of the nights…

The dolls you’d shattered, were NOT just dolls, oh no, they’re a metaphor for something else, but what???  Nobody knows!  The dolls you’d shattered, were not JUST dolls, they’re parts of you that you disowned, the parts of you that you didn’t like, like some characteristics about yourselves, that others said that are bad???  The dolls you’d shattered, were NOT just dolls, but how can that be?  They were dolls, with glass bead eyes, white porcelain faces, with those delicate dresses on them, unless, unless, the dolls DO come alive when we’re not looking…

The dolls you’d shattered, were not JUST dolls at all, they’re portions of you, that you lost in your childhood, and, as an adult, you started to recall, very slowly, all those countless dolls you’d shattered, the you you’d managed to destroy from a very long time ago, and you start to finally, MOURN for the losses, of those cleanly looking, well-dressed, blonde, brunette, red-headed, porcelains, and you used to name all your dolls too, but now, you just can’t recall what each and every last one of them are called…

The dolls you shattered, were NOT just dolls, they’re piece of you that got taken from you as a child, and now, they manifested themselves, the lost parts, and the broken pieces of those incomplete porcelains, they’re all, coming back, to GET you!!!

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The Legend of the White Snake

Based off of a story from a very long time ago, translated…

The green snake was crying her eyes out, the man, lying, unconscious on the ground.  A gentle breeze came by, at the base of the Lei-Feng Tower, the white snake lost ITS thousand years’ worth of concentration.  In the small village in this hot summer season, in the front yard, the boy and the girl, both sweating like crazy, saying their lines, as they’d rehearsed the skit of the Summer’s Day.  Turning on the fans, they’d gone to check, to see if the earthworms underneath the metal pot, had they both, passed out because of the heat?

And, this, is still child’s play, and, they’re re-enacting a scene for the fairytales, learning to socialize in their genders.

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The Rape of Her Dolls

VIOLENCE, in the doll corner here…

First, she’d started, by stroking her dolls, real gentle (yeah, I still KNOW, ‘k???), then, she’d turned violent, NOBODY knows why, and, NOBODY bothered enough to find out W-H-Y.

It happened, late one night, when she thought that everybody was asleep, but, someone WAS watching her, she’d stripped the clothes off her dolls, pulled down their panties, lined them up, on her bed, then, she waited, for him, to come, and tuck her in, and that, was their “special time” together…

Ever since that very FIRST time, she’d molested, and raped her dolls, hit them when they’d misbehaved, and when she realized that she’d gone overboard with her “disciplines”, she’d feel ashamed of herself, and, kissed the dolls’ “boo-boos”. And, this continued, until AFTER her mother finally divorced her father, but, that, was just the beginning of the next stage of pain that she’d encountered.

For every boyfriend her mother brought home, they’d come to her, when her mother was away, working the night shifts, and, during this time period, her dolls endured through the MOST violent of all times. She’d beaten them all up, pulled their heads off, thrown those severed heads into the trash, then, she’d picked the heads back up, “reconnected” to the dolls’ bodies, then, she’d caressed her dolls, cradled them,, cooed with them.

And now, she’d had one of her own, and, as she’d watched her own baby girl, she’d started noticing things too, like how her child would start to cry like crazy, when she’d gotten all doll up, to head out to the parties with that next guy………

In the end, MORE than DOLLS had been sacrificed, and now, there’s this SHRINE where ALL the broken up dolls go, to lay down, and D-I-E…

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