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Greed and Repititions (standard:horror, 566 words)
Author: Famous AnnieAdded: Feb 12 2002Views/Reads: 4202/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Edited... Maybe you'll get more of the feel this time.
 



The dreary child sat in the corner of the playroom. Her long, tattered
brown hair dangling like locks of skinned geese over her pallor, yet 
childish face. In her pale, bony fingers lay the detached head of her 
friend’s favorite porcelain doll. A sympathetic tear trickled down the 
child’s angelic face and onto the nose of the glass head cradled in her 
palms. A long, exasperated sigh and the child burst into a fit of 
enraged tears. Furious, she threw the disembodied head, and scooted 
back into the corner. 

“Madeline? What’s all that noise?” someone called from downstairs. A
television was turned down as if an answer an answer was expected. The 
thumping of footsteps seemed as if they grew louder as they approached 
the secluded playroom door. 

“Madeline?” 

***** 

The children sat quietly as they played with their custom-made ceramic
dolls. 

“Can we trade dresses, Madeline?” the freckle-faced child asked. She
seemed dumbfounded, “Madeline? Did you hear me?” 

The child was combing her doll’s mousy brown hair. “I don’t think we
should trade dresses,” she replied. 

“Please?” 

“No,” 

“Well, could I play with your doll if I let you play with mine?” 

Madeline carefully situated her doll beside her and reached for the one
placed beside her friend. 

A bright, ambrosial smile could be seen plastered upon Catherine’s face.
As she saw Madeline busily fixing her doll’s clothes, she attempted to 
reach for her friend’s doll, only to have Madeline reach for it at the 
same time. With both of the children pulling at both ends, the head of 
Madeline’s doll almost immediately popped off. 

“What’s wrong? Wasn’t I allowed to play with it?” 

“No! Look what you did!” Madeline was in tears; her friend’s feelings
weren’t her concern. “Look what you did!” 

***** 

It sounded as if a herd of stampeding elephants were attempting to break
threw the walls of the playroom without success. Thrashing noises were 
followed by a child’s malevolent screams, reverberating. Then, silence. 


***** 

The dreary child sat in the corner of the playroom. The body of her
companion lay in an ocean of blood beside her, barely conscious, 
disfigured. Catherine’s long, tattered brown hair dangling like locks 
of skinned geese over her pallor, yet childish face, with the head of 
her friend’s favorite porcelain doll in her pale, bony fingers. A 
sympathetic tear trickled down the child’s angelic face and onto the 
nose of the glass head cradled in her palms. A long, exasperated sigh 
and the child burst into a fit of enraged tears. Furious, she threw the 
disembodied head, and scooted back into the corner. 

“Madeline? What’s all that noise?” Madeline’s mother called from
downstairs. 

A television was turned down as if an answer an answer was expected. The
thumping of footsteps grew louder as they approached the secluded 
playroom door. 

“Madeline?” The door flew open. 

“What happened?” 

“She wouldn’t share, Mrs. Jacobs!” Catherine wept with hints of
annoyance in her voice. 

“What’s wrong with my baby?” Madeline’s mother was bent along side her
dying child, combing the mousy brown hair upon her baby’s head with 
shaken fingers. 

“It was her greed Mrs. Jacobs. She needs to learn to play nice.” 

Madeline opened her large brown eyes to fix them lovingly upon her
mother, one final time. 

“Look what you’ve done.” 

A mischievous smile swept across Catherine’s face. “I didn’t mean to,”
she said, giggling like Lucifer himself. 


   


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