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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Death · #1887711
I love the new dolls the Dolly Man brings me! Always realistic, talking ones.
The Dolly Man is a nice man. I call him the Dolly Man cause he looks pretty and stitched up like a rag doll. He always has new dolls. They always look like real people. I bet he does it because i always feel so lonely. The Dolly Man is very nice.

London Bridge is falling down,falling down,falling down, London Bridge is falling down, My Fair Dolly~!

The Dolly Man came in today, to visit me! Isn't he nice? He said he'll have a new dolly just for me! He said it'll be the most perfect doll! Well...He didn't say that exactly. His exact words were, "I saw a perfect model for a new...doll. He was reluctant at first but he agreed soon enough. So I think to myself: Why not give the princess what she most rightfully deserves? You will get the new doll tommorrow." I was excited, a new doll!~ How fun! I can't wait until tommorrow!

We'll build it up with silver and gold~Silver and Gold~Silver and Gold~Silver and Gold,We'll build it up with silver and gold,My fair Dolly~

The Dolly Man came! With my new dolly! The new dolly was a boy, he had pretty black hair pale skin and wonderful red eyes!~ He was perfect!~  He was around my height maybe a bit taller. He glared at me though, so i was almost sure he would be a bad dolly. But he stayed quiet and behind me throughout Dolly Man's visit. He wouldn't speak for the whole day! I hope he will tommorrow!

Pretty doll of Porclain~! Of Porclain!~ Of Porclain!~ Pretty doll of Porclain!~ Why do you say such lies~?

The dolly, I named him Yuki, kept saying strange things during our teaparty. Like, "Don't you know what he does?!" "Why aren't you trying to escape?!" "Haven't you seen any newspapers?! He's insane!" "Why aren't you listening!?" I only answered the last question, "Because your lieing! Dolly Man is very nice and isn't insane! I won't listen to your lies! If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all!" Yuki stared at me in shock,"You...Really don't know do you?" I stared at him, mirroring his look of confusion. "What do you mean?" Yuki only shook his head. And stared down at his amber tea. Dolly Man takes good care of me, he would never hurt anyone! ... But why is my faith and trust in him slipping?

Yuki kept saying strange things...I was listening this time. "The man, he's insane! He kidnaps children and makes them into dolls! The dolls are always found after the search for the kid is done." He kept telling me this. And then I thought about all the dollies the Dolly Man has brought me before. I hope Yuki is wrong, I don't want to know that I was the last person to see dead people before they die.

Broken doll of porclain~Of porclain~Of porclain~ Broken doll of porclain, Why do you cry?~

Yuki was taken away today...I didn't feel well...Yuki never behaved badly...For a whole week...I don't understand... I want Dolly Man to tell me the truth. Wait...What is his real name? I didn't even know that! How old was I?! I didn't know that either! D-did I ever have parents? I don't know! I don't k now so many things! Why did I never go outside? Why was I not aloud out of this apartment D-No that man, that stranger! Gave me! I sat up in my bed, my breathe coming in and out shakily. T-there weren't any mirrors in this apartment. I knew how to dress in my dresses but...They always seemed to belong to my do-those p-people! Always after they went away! I heard a knock at my front door. I stood up shakily, my long white night gown dragged at my heels. I opened the door. It was t-that man. He said something, i couldn't hear my mind was too jumbled to make out the words, and gestured for me to follow him. I did...I don't know why. He took me to a shop...I think it was a workbench section part. He said something the last thing i heard, "I think to my self: You'll make a very pretty dolly." And injected me with something. And as my eyes slipped and a breeze cressed my cold wet cheeks...I realized as my last tear fell and last thought slipped away...I didn't even remember my name.
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