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The wall..

Radhey burned with fever.. she missed her doll.. she wanted to play with her doll.. when she is good she will make new clothes for the dolly.. she looked cool in her spaghetti dress.. and the other dress with black straps.. she needed a new gown maybe a couple of more slideover dresses.. .. and.. she thought..

She felt her mother's patting .. her touch ignited unexplainable dislike in her mind.. she wanted to run away.. she turned her head. .. and further yet wanted to face away.. to the wall.

She liked wall.. it was milky white.. and safe to keep staring at.. she had seen the wall move sometimes.. sometimes in different colour the light yellow or ... or medical blue.. from light above .. whether the yellow lamp in passage or from the stick above from the another wall back. ... near passage.. whatever was on.. but mostly it moved.. . before falling to sleep.. or when she can't sleep.. it made the room bigger by moving back.. and her bed moved ahead too.. she could feel her mouth.. her jaws easily remaining close and also as if she chewed her favourite chewing gum.. though she didn't like chewing gum besides the fact that she wasn't allowed to eat chewing gum..she wondered about the wall.. her mouth fell open and closed with ... pneumatic easy pressure.. some pleasing sensational force between har jaws that rippled and made her feel good.. sometime the wall looked really dull.. and sometimes good.. all in all a much more sensible vision.. of primary sort.. a little better then her mother's hovering face.. beloved but yet too much complex emotional vision.. she frowned.. and also better then the scarry poster that her mother hung beside her bed .... she saw her mother crying.. .. she wanted to assure her .. that she was fine.. she will be alright soon.. and she will play again..

She thrashed in sleep.. for what seemed like an assurance on her part to her mother.. Radhey felt suddenly cold.. and she knew.. she was going to have to sleep today also.. whole day.. she can't walk.. she would fall.. but .. only if she will be alone.. if only her mother leave her alone for awhile.. she would then try to walk to the closet to find her doll.. taking her to bed with her.. she feared .. her father would be angry if she asked for a doll now.. and that.. .. where was her father.. !! She wondered.. she had seen him yesterday night.. he was angry first then cried with her mother..

She didn't like the wet rubb on forehead..
Her dolly was so beautiful.. she thought.. with big eyes and pretty lips.. when new.. she had come in a white shining frock.. and white shining pearls.. it was her most favourite item of possession.. and she was so beautiful... she thought..

Radhey .. shifted in sleep.. as her mother came back to sit beside her.. and slowly as her fever subsided.. she felt weak .. and can't move.. she couldn't getup to get dolly.. what if she is lonely like her.. the thought made her resigned to the fact that she is going to walk to cupboard once her mother went away.. and.. that .. she will be fine.. too .. with her.. .. she thought dolly was not real as her mother has told her once .. she don't understand and she don't even get hungry.. and all.. her mother had told her that dolly is always happy.. and that i shall not worry.. and should fall asleep..

as she felt ok.. her fever was going away.. and once she is good.. maybe then she was not her mother's favourite child.. maybe she don't love her most now as she was going to be fine.. no no.. she thought.. she liked dolly most..

She fell in gull.. slowly trying to remember that she will take dolly with her to sleep on bed beside her.. when she is ok..

(This short story is written to enhance my writing skills, and bears no offence to any other text)


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