It was a quiet night. After the day’s chores were done, the little princess crouched in her favorite corner and took out from her treasure box, her hoard of toys.
“Hello Fishy… Hi, Red Flower, Here you are Letter…” greeted the little princess as she lined her precious toys in a row.
As she happily whispered to her toys, gently wiping the dirt off some of them, snuggling her face into others and tickling the little bellies of the ones looking grumpy, the little princess noticed all of a sudden that the golliwog was missing.
“Hmm…” the little princess thought, “Golliwog’s new, I wonder where he is?”
But the array of toys in front of her distracted her and she found joy in re-discovering toys like Red Flower that she thought she had misplaced. Yet, at the back of her mind, the little princess felt this nagging concern that she hasn’t seen Golliwog.
Suddenly, the little princess heard her evil stepmother stomping up to her hiding place in the attic. Hurriedly, the little princess stuffed her toys back into the treasure box.
“Clok! Clok! Clok!” went the footsteps of the evil stepmother.
The little princess crouched and trembled as she took refuge behind the box with tightly pursed lips and eyes wide with fear. Her evil stepmother was coming up the stairs!
Then as the footsteps gradually grew softer, the little princess heaved a sigh of relief. Her anxieties had made her see horror in every slightest sound and movement.
Although she was now free to play again, her heightened state of emotions took away her desire for her toys. Suddenly devoid of the previous strong sensation, the little princess dejectedly sat on her treasure chest.
Her blank mind sought to occupy itself and unexpectedly, her thoughts fell on the missing Golliwog again. Although Golli wasn’t her favorite toy, it was a new toy, and the little Princess has been playing with it often the past few days. Black Golli with his frowning face and mess/mass of hair scares the little princess at times. But somehow the little princess is unexplainably drawn to it.
The little princess sat on top of her treasure chest, swinging her legs back and forth when all of a sudden, from the corner of her eye, she saw a patch of black in the corner.
“There you are! Naughty Golli!” the little princess cried, conveniently forgetting that the toy had been there all the while.
Then, the little girl strode up to the toy, picked it up, threw it into the box and promptly slammed the lid of the box shut.
~ THE END ~
Hah… perverse tale?
Yea… coz we’re all perverse.
“Hello Fishy… Hi, Red Flower, Here you are Letter…” greeted the little princess as she lined her precious toys in a row.
As she happily whispered to her toys, gently wiping the dirt off some of them, snuggling her face into others and tickling the little bellies of the ones looking grumpy, the little princess noticed all of a sudden that the golliwog was missing.
“Hmm…” the little princess thought, “Golliwog’s new, I wonder where he is?”
But the array of toys in front of her distracted her and she found joy in re-discovering toys like Red Flower that she thought she had misplaced. Yet, at the back of her mind, the little princess felt this nagging concern that she hasn’t seen Golliwog.
Suddenly, the little princess heard her evil stepmother stomping up to her hiding place in the attic. Hurriedly, the little princess stuffed her toys back into the treasure box.
“Clok! Clok! Clok!” went the footsteps of the evil stepmother.
The little princess crouched and trembled as she took refuge behind the box with tightly pursed lips and eyes wide with fear. Her evil stepmother was coming up the stairs!
Then as the footsteps gradually grew softer, the little princess heaved a sigh of relief. Her anxieties had made her see horror in every slightest sound and movement.
Although she was now free to play again, her heightened state of emotions took away her desire for her toys. Suddenly devoid of the previous strong sensation, the little princess dejectedly sat on her treasure chest.
Her blank mind sought to occupy itself and unexpectedly, her thoughts fell on the missing Golliwog again. Although Golli wasn’t her favorite toy, it was a new toy, and the little Princess has been playing with it often the past few days. Black Golli with his frowning face and mess/mass of hair scares the little princess at times. But somehow the little princess is unexplainably drawn to it.
The little princess sat on top of her treasure chest, swinging her legs back and forth when all of a sudden, from the corner of her eye, she saw a patch of black in the corner.
“There you are! Naughty Golli!” the little princess cried, conveniently forgetting that the toy had been there all the while.
Then, the little girl strode up to the toy, picked it up, threw it into the box and promptly slammed the lid of the box shut.
~ THE END ~
Hah… perverse tale?
Yea… coz we’re all perverse.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Thursday, January 27, 2005 |
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