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// 2 
// Story: Child's Toy 
// by Public Reader 
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If you were to walk down Erman street, you would't notice anything weird. You would pass the normal middle class houses, the ocassional child who would be outside, and the few cars that would be out driving. You wouldn't notice the 8 1/2 year old kid who was playing with a doll. The street was normal to the naked eye. But something wasn't normal. It wasn't know by anyone that lived there. Their lives didn't change at all when the monumental event happened. because they all lacked the knowledge of how the doll wasn't a normal doll. Instead it was a goddess from another world. Even if they knew this, they would not believe it. Because the doll they see is just cloth, dye, and stuffing. They wouldn't be able to see that it looked that way because the of a curse, that was laid upon this goddess, removed all emotion and soul from the body. Which is why you become a doll, the one thing that is just an empty shell.

The child with this doll would play with it non the less. A doll is doll, and to him it was just a toy for a child. As he played with it, using his imagination to create his own perfect world, a smile could be seen across his face. He wasn't laughing, or talking to himself. His smile was one of pure peacefulness. The doll gave him the one thing his life lacked, peace. And nobody knew this. Looking at his face all you would see is a mask. Not out of being shy or nervous. But a mask that would protect him from a man. But nevermind the man, we are watching a child play with his first toy.

His playtime however would be interrupted by an older group of children. These children always had smiles on their faces. Buth these smiles were unpure. These were made out of a life of harrasment. These smiles were vile, made by te countless hours of torment they caused to those younger or weaker then them. They casually aproached the child, and as they did the doll came into view. The smiles they wore grew bigger and more twisted. One of them extended out a hand, causing the group to stop. He then charged at the lone child, snatching up the doll as he sped by.

"Sup loser. Hope ya don't mind if a play with your doll." he said as he held the doll up in the air.

the child did not even look up. He knew that this would have happened at some time. Happiness came and went by this neighborhood without stopping the spread its gift.

When he recieved no response from the kid, he walked up and punted him in the stomach. "Hey, fag!" he yelled, then got on his knees and put his face into the kids face. "I want to play with this piece of shit, is that OK with you." he wispered.

The kid looked up, his face red with a mix of anger and pain, then returned to looking at the cement.

"Whatever shit-head." with that he threw the doll "Come on guys, lets leave."

The group left the kid, looking for another target. The kid stood up and walked in the direction of where the doll had been thrown. He came upon a fence, and after scrambling over, he saw the doll. He walked up to it and picked it up.

"Sorry I didn't stand up for you." He wispered to the doll. He crawled back over the fence and started to walk away from the street.


Meenwhile in Equestria


"Quick Note."

"Yes your highness."

"Why did you send word to every newspaper facility in equestria that Luna went missing. Even though it hasn't even been 3 hours since she left."

"Well, she screamed and disappered, so I assumed that quick actions needed to be made."

"Yes, but now I must deal with the havack you have caused. And we don't even know if she just left for something. She probably isn't even in any danger."

"Yes ma'am."

"Go, let me be."

The writer left the room, and once the doors closed the princess sighed. She looked over to the clock that was in her room, it was almost time to lower the sun and Luna was still nowhere to be seen. She walked over to her balcony and looked around at her kindom.

"Where are you sister." Her voice hinted at the fact that she was not worried, but annoyed.


Back on Earth


"Hey you little shit, get in here."

A man grabbed the kid and pulled him inside by the scruff of his collar.

"where the fuck were you?" He slapped the kid across the face,"Huh, where. You still need to fucking do your work around this house. Pull you own weight remember. Wait, Did you fucking tell anyone our little secret."

The kid was looking at the floor, he knew how disrepectful it was to look at someone's, who is worthy, face. "No."

"good, you know what happens when you tell someone. Don't you."

"Yes."

"Good, Now go to your room. We have alot of work for tommorrow."

He ran off down a hallway, jumped and a room and closed the door. He pressed his ear to make sure he wasn't coming back. Once he was sure he was safe he ran to the window. He looked down into the bushes. Inside, hidden, was the doll. all he did was put his index finger to his lips.

"Shhhh."