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The Catastrophic doll (PART 1)
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A catastrophe has been predicted, we should be alert at all times. It does not describe anything but its severity - which is massive. All we can do is wait and be ready. It will occur at 12am on the dot. Here it comes! 12:01... 12:02... 12:03... What happened?
Nothing at all... I mean, since catastrophes started getting predicted from the time I'm in this world, none of them were true. Yet, our panicking family could never fail preparing.
" Ig I'm not sleepy. Don't you think we should get a movie watched, mum?" said me.
But she was already yawning. Okay, I do love alone time but I don't understand why I'm so afraid of darkness. Certainly I was taken with mum to the bedroom for sleep. I knew I won't sleep and it seemed she beleived this too.
"Sit there and you can put your earphones for your movie. Make sure to sleep within 2 hours, alright? If there's anything, wake me up but remember, not for your follies."
I hailed this compromise with much approval.
I started an emotional film so that it can take my attention and comfort my fears a bit. But I reckon it's only going to be of some use for a few minutes. Oh, I really wish I were sleepy.
After maybe minutes of fifteen or something, suddenly everything started shaking off! It was time the person would burst a bomb-- oh, in the movie of course. And everything was shaking.
Mum is indeed a lot sensible. If anything was to happen universally, she'd have woken up first but her silent snoring was still audible. Then is it but the thrill I've created for fighting darkness? Well, this time I won't respond to my psychological fear I reckon. I couldn't continue the movie and made my effort to put myself to sleep.
It's two days after that incident when I'm writing again. It was a catastrophic night, indeed the most fearful yet the first one. That night as I touched my counterpane, things seemed to shake off kinda more frequently. I didn't remain conscious for the timing if I remember correctly. Mum didn't wake up even now. I won't say it was really universal, you know? The catastrophe had its shadow over our home only.
Oh, we both had transformed ourselves into dolls. Do you think you heard? Small wooden dolls that could move and talk like beings! Mum didn't wake up, she's still a toy but when I was conscious, everything seemed big, immensely big. I could hardly walk and the body joints had changed. The barbie doll I used to play with when small, was taller than me. I had amusement, fears and worries altogether. I wondered if now that creature would spell a word and let me die. But to my surprise, it was a real non living creature and I was still a human being just reduced in size.
It was a dark night two days before and revealed something I almost beleived would seriously be untrue.
To be continued....
© Sabita
A catastrophe has been predicted, we should be alert at all times. It does not describe anything but its severity - which is massive. All we can do is wait and be ready. It will occur at 12am on the dot. Here it comes! 12:01... 12:02... 12:03... What happened?
Nothing at all... I mean, since catastrophes started getting predicted from the time I'm in this world, none of them were true. Yet, our panicking family could never fail preparing.
" Ig I'm not sleepy. Don't you think we should get a movie watched, mum?" said me.
But she was already yawning. Okay, I do love alone time but I don't understand why I'm so afraid of darkness. Certainly I was taken with mum to the bedroom for sleep. I knew I won't sleep and it seemed she beleived this too.
"Sit there and you can put your earphones for your movie. Make sure to sleep within 2 hours, alright? If there's anything, wake me up but remember, not for your follies."
I hailed this compromise with much approval.
I started an emotional film so that it can take my attention and comfort my fears a bit. But I reckon it's only going to be of some use for a few minutes. Oh, I really wish I were sleepy.
After maybe minutes of fifteen or something, suddenly everything started shaking off! It was time the person would burst a bomb-- oh, in the movie of course. And everything was shaking.
Mum is indeed a lot sensible. If anything was to happen universally, she'd have woken up first but her silent snoring was still audible. Then is it but the thrill I've created for fighting darkness? Well, this time I won't respond to my psychological fear I reckon. I couldn't continue the movie and made my effort to put myself to sleep.
It's two days after that incident when I'm writing again. It was a catastrophic night, indeed the most fearful yet the first one. That night as I touched my counterpane, things seemed to shake off kinda more frequently. I didn't remain conscious for the timing if I remember correctly. Mum didn't wake up even now. I won't say it was really universal, you know? The catastrophe had its shadow over our home only.
Oh, we both had transformed ourselves into dolls. Do you think you heard? Small wooden dolls that could move and talk like beings! Mum didn't wake up, she's still a toy but when I was conscious, everything seemed big, immensely big. I could hardly walk and the body joints had changed. The barbie doll I used to play with when small, was taller than me. I had amusement, fears and worries altogether. I wondered if now that creature would spell a word and let me die. But to my surprise, it was a real non living creature and I was still a human being just reduced in size.
It was a dark night two days before and revealed something I almost beleived would seriously be untrue.
To be continued....
© Sabita
