Holly's head

Holly’s head. Holly’s dead.

Meet Holly. Holly is a doll, a baby. She’s the size of a two month old baby. She’s got a floppy body, plastic hands, feet and head. Holly is Emma’s favorite teddy, her source of comfort, her T.V. companion, her travel companion, her companion every night in bed, for years now.

Susan ripped off her head one day in front of Emma as punishment. Her head was 90% off, just hanging there ( #cruel #punishment #vindictive ) . Emma was terrified, distraught, and traumatized. I’ve never brought up the subject with her, but she still remembers it. She brings it up every now and again but finds it hard to talk about. She tends to bring it up when Holly sometimes disappears ( #lack-of-empathy ) . Holly disappears due to being confiscated as part of some twisted misguided punishment for something.

My Mum repaired Holly. That along with the incident itself is never mentioned to Susan because the world is best left un-scorched ( #fawn-response ) .