Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24843061-20140924030155

When my daughter Kylie was about five, of course like most five year old girl's she wanted a doll. So when her birthday came I gave her a small doll. You couldn't believe how utterly happy she was, the smile on her face, the way her eyes were lit up!

I her remember playing with the doll everyday for hours on end, she wouldn't let it go! She would even talk to it... of course considering she was five I thought of it as a phase, like a imaginary friend.

A few months after she got the doll.. she continuously got sent home from her daycare for hitting other students. When I would confront her, the whole "hands off" thing, her response was always.. "Dolly told me mommy", "She said they were being mean"! I would sigh and say; "Kylie, honey, Dolly is well just a doll, she can't talk"! I was wrong...oh so very wrong.

The things Kylie did would get worse each day from hitting, to pulling hair, to bite and clawing. I pulled Kylie out of daycare. Many thoughts rushed through my mind, she had never done anything like this before! I decided to talk to Kylie, about "Dolly".

That night, after dinner I sat Kylie down and talked to her, "Kylie, why does dolly tell you too do these things"?, Kylie gulped at looked at me straight in the eye "Dolly said those people are mean mommy they did bad stuff like Dolly's mommy". I was shocked but stayed calm for her, I had to. "What did Dolly's mommy do"? Kylie got out of her chair "Bad stuff"., and left the room.

I heard her singing at around 1 A.M, way past her bed time. "Kylie"! I yelled up to her room, "Kylie go to sleep"! The singing had stopped, but then started up again, the song sounded like "Ring Around The Rosey". I hadn't taught her this song and don't remember singing it before. I walked up to her room and looked in.

Kylie was fast asleep, but the singing continued. Scared I looked all throughout the house fearing a robber but finding nothing. I could still hear singing but now in a small girl's voice and crying this time.

I turned around to see Dolly sitting on the couch staring. I backed up, I didn't put her there and Kylie was fast asleep. I grabbed Dolly and threw her out the window, the singing stopped.

Everything was fine for a while, Kylie was put back in daycare and had no problems.. but on Kylies sixth birthday, Kylie looked at me and smiled "Mommy Dolly doesn't like you anymore". 