wickedbabymonitor: She woke up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. This isn’t right. She heard
wickedbabymonitor: She woke up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. This isn’t right. She heard a faint voice in the back of her head, but ignored it as she’d learned to. She was in the white room with the locked door. Unicorn sheets on the bed and her stuffie. She was in her jammies. As she always was. You have to remember. She shook her head. Remember what? She couldn’t remember anything beyond a few days ago. But that’s because she’s so young. Of course she can’t. She can barely think, because she’s, um… You have to remember your family. Your boyfriend. She couldn’t remember anything. She said it to herself almost out loud. As she’d been taught to. It helped her to focus to say it. She couldn’t remember anything. She couldn’t remember anything. She’s dumb and can’t think. Just a child. Too little to think. Too little to remember. You have to escape. There was that voice again… but it couldn’t be her voice. Her voice was high and small. She was little. The voice she heard sounded like the voice of a grown woman. She wasn’t a grown woman, she was only a child. Don’t let him win. The voice in her mind pleaded as she got up and brushed her teeth with her Hello Kitty toothbrush and spat the pink toothpaste into the sink. Please, fight him. Please. The voice in her head sounded desperate. For some reason, a wicked smile crossed her cute little pink lips. Yesterday, for the first time, she had confessed the voice was in her head to Daddy. He had rewarded her by touching her down there and told her how perfect it was to admit those things. Please…please….this isn’t me. This isn’t me. I’m not a child. This man is trying to brainwash me. The voice pleaded and pleaded as she laid out her dress for the day and hummed a song to herself. The voice was right. The voice wasn’t her. She was a baby. Please… The voice sounded pathetic now. She wished it would just be quiet. Baby couldn’t wait until Daddy erased the voice completely. He promised today would be the day all her confusion would be gone. Today was baby’s birthday. image source @g0th-lilly -- source link