Eyelash less doll

 There was a little girl who had a littler sister and baby brother.  One time the family was at another home, a home with lots of adults and other kids...aunts, uncles, cousins etc...must have been some type of special occasion maybe Christmas or thanksgiving or something like that that families gather for.

All the adults would be in the living room, doing adult things, and all the kids, cousins etc, would be in a bedroom or playroom or another room, away from the adults...segregated.

The little girl and her sister had Chrissy dolls, and they carried them wherever they went...in this playroom, the little girl and her sister got into a fight, an argument that only sisters do...so in retaliation, the little girl grabbed her sisters Chrissy doll and pulled out the eyelashes of one of the eyes...now the Chrissy doll could only half sleep! as without the lashes, the bare eye does not close all the way.  

The little girl was tired of being bullied and spoken ill of by her sister, and she was tired of her sister always being a tattle tale, because that usually ended up in some type of punishment.

When the little sister found her eyelash less doll (it had been laying on the floor, unplayed with) she got very upset.  Of course, being a little girl, she lied, that I did not pull those lashes out...as did all the other kids, they all denied pulling the lashes out...but she knew, she was the culprit...but she kept her mouth shut, and tried to hide her doll under a bed....

The little sister went to her dad, in the adult room, and showed him the doll...

He came into the room with the kids, and told all the kids to leave that he needed to talk to the little girl.  He shut the door softly, and lowered his voice and started saying "why did you do that to your sisters doll?"  the little girl denied it to his face...he knew she was lying, even if she had been telling the truth, it would not have mattered...he had been drinking and stunk of alcohol...

He asked where her doll was...again the little girl said she didn't know, she left it at home, whatever...

In one fast swift move he grabbed her by her hair and pushed her against a piece of furniture, he put his hand over her mouth and nose and would not allow her to breath...as she was struggling to get out of his grip, he said in her ear "I can kill you so easily, I can hurt you worse than you could ever know...you are nothing..." and he continued to cut off her air supply...finally, he let go and told her to get her doll...

She went to the bed and reached under it and pulled out her doll and handed it to  him....the hurt inside her was so bad...she could feel her heart beating her up inside....she felt she would die of heart ache...

the dad took the doll and hit her over the head with it, and then left the room.

Minutes later all the kids came back into the room along with her little sister carrying her chrissy doll...my doll...

After awhile, the little sister put the doll down to go and play outside...she grabbed the doll and stayed in the room all by myself...two of her cousins (who routinely bullied her) came into the room and started talking in "pig latin" which she did not understand...they laughed at her, and one of them grabbed the doll out of her hands and ran outside...

at this house there was a train track that ran just behind the house, the kids were not allowed to play on the tracks...the little girl ran after them and they ran to some hay bails and tried to hide the doll, but the little girl saw where they put the doll and tried to get it...but they grabbed it again, then they ran and put the doll on the train tracks.....

they thought that was so funny, and a train was coming, the little girl could hear the rumbling...she was so frantic to get her Chrissy, that she ran to the tracks and grabbed her doll, minutes before the train roared by....

After going back inside, her dad was again waiting for her...the cousins had tattled that she was playing on the tracks...

Her dad announced that they were leaving, because the little girl could not get along with the other kids, and she was causing problems with them...when in reality, they were bullying her....

Once home, he told her to go and get in the bath tub, to get a bath before bed....in the bathroom, he came in and stared at her...she would not get undressed, she was so afraid...so he forcedly yanked off her shirt and shorts and panties and picked her up and dropped her in the bathtub.  He turned the water on, but only the cold water, no hot water, so she was forced to take a cold bath, in front of him....as he watched and smoked...

then, he helped her out of the tub and gently dried her off, then he literally carried her to her bed and tucked her in...she was so confused, he was being gentle and it seemed loving...

After she was all tucked in, he walked over and turned off the light to the room, and the door closed.  She was certain that he had left, but he had not.  He stood beside her bed, watching her in the dark...she feigned sleep.. It seemed like forever that he was standing there...so she kind of opened her eyes to see if he was still there and he was, with his penis in his hand, stroking it...he leaned over and gently rubbed his penis across her face...she immediately turned over to get away, and he grabbed her pillow, and put it over her face...

He was killing her, just like he said he would...she didn't fight too hard...

the little girl heard her mom calling for the dad from another room, and he took the pillow off her face, and left the room...but before leaving he leaned down and whispered in her ear "I am the only one that loves you, and he kissed her lightly on the forehead, like a loving father would do and left the room.

She was so confused...she did not sleep...she never slept again.

S,7, Tessa, Sammy