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Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Nina D’Arcangela
‘Sit in the chair…’, ‘Gimme a hug…’, ‘Drink tea with me, beary-bear!’ God, I am so sick of this shit. This friggin’ kid is a pain in my ass. The worst, and I mean the absolute worst, is ‘take a tubbie with me’. The little crap-monster always dunks me and I’m soaking wet for hours. After the kid falls asleep, that bitch of a mother tosses me in the dryer with socks and her shit-smeared underwear. I can’t believe my life has come to this. When the big OG asked me what I wanted to come back as, I thought being a kids’ toy would be fun – lots of cuddles and love, ya know? But not this little one, she’s a freakin’ monster… dragging me everywhere by an ear, digging her grubby little fingers into my stitching, breathing her smelly kid breath in my face all the time. I mean, can you imagine anything more disgusting than some rug-rat sticking a lollipop in ‘our secret place’ – aka, my torn open butthole! Enough is enough, it ends tonight. When the little shit-kicker asks for her water before bed, I’m gonna spill it – just knock it right out of her hand at the top of the stairs. When Mom gets out of her bath and comes down to check the front door to make sure it’s locked, I’ll be waiting, waiting in the kitchen doorway to watch that slag-whore slip at the top of the steps, breaking her neck, I’ll laugh my freakin’ ass off.
“Beary-bear! Where are you, it’s bubbly time and Mommy says we can play for fifteen whole minutes tonight.” Ah, crap – here comes the little golgothan now. “There you are! What are you doing in the kitchen in the dark all alone, silly beary-bear?” … Fuck me, fantasizing, I guess. Ouch, that’s my ear, bitch!
Fiction © Copyright Nina D’Arcangela
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