You were determined to go home, no matter how much it cost. you had already gone through a similar situation before and at that time you managed to return.
Your main priority was to find clothes that could get and your best option was to enter the house you had to come. That family had a young daughter so surely would find a suitable outfit.
It was night so you could easily move into the house without being seen, in addition they had a dog. So you would be simple walk in the door the dog.
You surround the house until you saw the door, your body easily pass by and you saw that you were in the kitchen. The house was big and in every corner you looked for possible hiding places in case someone came. Quietly you managed to climb to the second floor, there you saw that one of the rooms left a dim light. Possibly they put a light for children who fear the dark.
You walked in that room and your guess was correct, the little girl slept there hugging her teddy bear. You searched among the drawers something that you could get until a bark will start. Quickly you turned around, a huge dog barking in front of you.
"No, stupid dog," you said slowly. "Shut up"
But it was too late the girl awaked to barking and you barely saw her cry loudly. Soon the rest of the family came to the room, they had found you.
"What the hell?"
The frightened girl ran to her mother. While the dog still barking.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"
"I'm sorry" you said frightened. "Just I am looking for some clothes to wear"
"How did you get here?"
"Enter through the dog door" you said, it did not seem so obvious that your little body could easily get by.
"Just let me get dressed and go"
"I do not think Miss" the father said with a phone in hand. "I'll call the police to arrest you"
"No," you said. "I did not mean to do anything wrong, I swear"
It's over, your long trip home had ended long before this started. You could put up with anything they do to you, unless arrest. Your future would be ruined forever if you jailed.
"What is your name?" said the mother still holding her young daughter in her arms.
"Jillian Harper"
"Harper?" said the mother. "You are the daughter of Jack Harper?"
"Yes, that is" you said nodding heavily.
"That's why your face is known to me, I know your father"
You could not leave your surprise, it seems fortune favored you.
"Hello police wanted to ..." started to say the father when the mother interrupted.
"Wait a bit dear"
"What happens"
"She is the daughter of Harper"
"Who?"
"Jack Harper, runs a very popular clothing line"
"What do you want me to do?" said the father. "I hang up the phone? I do not care who she is, has no right to enter my house in the middle of the night "
"I know, but you will forgive her"
"Give me a reason"
"Look at her, is alone and scared," she said. "I know the condition of Harper and her daughter suffers too. Surely she came here by accident "
"My father has told you about me?"
"Yes, about you and him," the mother said. "He says it as if it were an amusing anecdote. He even said that sometimes you got lost for days as if it were no big deal "
"That's impossible, no human being is capable of doing something like the nonsense he has"
"I have seen dear"
The father had never believed any of the stories Harper, but relied heavily on his wife to doubt it.
"So tell me how you got here and I want the whole story," he said.
"I came here because of my sister, she locked me inside a toy ball she has. But the ball fell to the street when we went to the beach, it was then that I finished trapped in the tire of your car "
The mother covered her mouth in surprise. The father was embarrassed, as little girl who suffered such abuse of his sister was not good.
"All I want is to go home, I've been through this before, but had never gone this far," he said distressed.
"I'll let you stay here tonight, early tomorrow morning I'll take with your family"
"Thank you thank you very much"
******
You wake up in a bed that did not immediately know and remember what happened yesterday. You wear the clothes of the Valeria‘s doll donate for you. Since neither could see the sink with your height you came down to the kitchen without washing your face.
"Good morning Jillian" you heard the mother say.
"Good morning," you answered.
You looked a chair at home you had a small ladder to climb, but here you would have to make an effort to climb. You were in that when the mother sees you.
"Do you want me to help you?"
"Yes please"
With both hands she picks you up and puts you above the chair, standing but you are unable to see the table.
"Wait a minute, I'll bring some books so you can have breakfast with us," she said. "You should wash your face, these all dirty"
"I can’t reach the sink"
"I'll get those books"
She left you alone in the kitchen. A few minutes passed when you heard footsteps approaching, you thought she was the mother. Actually it was the oldest daughter Melissa moved the chair you use. She seemed willing to sit in the chair, but when she saw you she was startled.
"Sorry, I don’t know you were there," she said and she went to another chair.
You sighed with relief, for a moment you thought would stay again crushed by someone's ass. Experience too often for you.
"I'm back" ad the mother. She put the books on the chair being careful to not crush you with them. You had a pleasant and nice breakfast.
"How is your life Jillian?" asked the father.
How could you answer that? They seemed a nice family so you're sure they pay attention to what you say. You could lie, after all you just met them today and you don’t want to tell strangers your problems. On the other hand you wanted to tell the truth, to say once and for all. How you felt about your life, how you felt that your life was a misery always making sure that someone does not fall on you without warning, how you felt you were nothing more than a toy for others.
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