The Diary

Patricia has awoken. She was suffering from a terrible migraine and her head was spinning. She was lying on the bed with her hands on her stomach. The sun was burning her eyes. She was in a strange room.

The doll's bedroom was cluttered with white furniture with a pink print. A canopy was hanging over the bed and it was standing right next to the window with the balcony. On the opposite side stood a closet with a pair of pink dresses. A shelf filled with dolls of various sizes, types, and shapes.

Her head swiveled, she quickly reached for her ear and felt it. Yes, she was right. It was there. Someone must have injected her with some kind of drug to make her fall asleep quickly. She rose to her feet but immediately sat back down. She could not stand on her own two feet.

She probably slept for a few days. Her stomach rumbled, she felt very thirsty and she was weak. After ten minutes of sitting, she tried to stand up again. She walked slowly with shaky legs to the mirror, leaning on whatever she could.

Patricia was disgusted by her own reflection. She had doll-like pink makeup on her face. Thin brown liner, white pink shadows, and huge doll lashes on the upper lids. Red blush and weird doll-like hair tied with a pink ribbon. She longed to pull those lashes down and wipe off the makeup, but what if she pissed off whoever was responsible?

She pretended with her finger to throw up. Only one thing came to her mind. I need a bucket. Something weighed on her leg. A chain? She raised an eyebrow. She took the chain in her palm. “I don't think it matches the color of the dress.” She dropped it to the ground. She dusted her hands and wiped them on her skirt.

She looked around the room to see if she could find something that would help her break the chain. Nothing caught her eye that could stretch or break her. She heard footsteps. Patricia clumsily jumped back onto the bed, arranged her clothes, fixed her hair, and began to pretend to be asleep.

Someone unknown entered the room. The female voice was well-known to her. It was the old lady. Mrs. Schmitt stepped closer to Patricia. She caressed her face and started muttering strange things. “Alice, my beloved daughter… wake up!”

Patricia had a hunch that she was somehow mentally disturbed and decided to play her game rather than end up dead. She opened her eyes. "Good morning Mommy! Thank you for waking me up." Mrs. Schmitt smiled and stroked her face again. Patricia gave her a fake smile.

All kinds of things ran through her mind. Awesome! I'm stuck with a sadistic family of weirdos. The old lady placed the empty plate on the table next to her. “Here you go honey, breakfast for you.” She still kept that fake smile and innocent expression on her face. What the hell?! There's nothing there, though. She thought.

"Oh Mommy, you were thinking of me! You really are the best mom! Thank you! It sure is delicious!” Mrs. Schmitt was satisfied with the answer and left the room. For now, Patricia was safe. She wiped the sweat from her forehead. Fuck, I have to get out of this hell. I'm thinking that I should continue to play this role and I won't want to get hit or killed because of it, but I'm sure if I don't get out of here soon, I'll starve to death.

Patricia ran clumsily around the room. She rummaged through drawers and cupboards, nothing to help her? She accidentally hit the bed with the chain. The noise must have echoed downstairs, it scared her. Maybe someone heard it. She stopped and listened. Nothing.

Okay, she could have continued, but something caught her attention. A small notebook lay on the floor under the bed. That wasn't there before. It was the son's diary. She couldn't resist, opened it and started reading. Not much at first, but then...

Alexander's diary:
August 2
My mother gave me a baby sister. She already promised to find me one in the past. She is very pretty and her mother named her Silvia. She has long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her skin is a little more tanned, but Mommy fixed it with makeup. She said strange things about her name being Anna Maria. Mom slapped her. I agree with Mommy. She should know her name and that is Silvia.

August 7
Silvia made our Mommy angry. She didn't want to eat her wonderful vegetables. Mommy hit her with a rolling pin. Silvia then immediately fell asleep. Our Mommy dragged her to her room. Silvia recovered after a few hours. I watched Silvia sleep. She didn't even move for a long time. After waking up, Silvia did not feel well and vomited. Mommy got angry again, because she ruined her beautiful dress.

August 10
Mommy bought Silvia a new dress. But she refused to wear them. Mommy slapped disobedient Silvia again, so she did what Mommy asked her to do. Whenever I'm near Silvia, I get this weird feeling in my lower part area. I can't tell my Mommy because she would definitely get angry. My friend in my head tells me to keep it a secret between us men. I think it's a good idea because I'm a man.

August 13
I watched Silvia sleep today. I got the feeling that I wanted to get close to her, but physically. I did so. It was an amazing feeling. I want to start doing this more often. Silvia woke up and started screaming. I punched her. She fell asleep again. I found out that the girls down there have it a little different. They are different, but it is satisfying.

August 15
Mom went shopping. I stayed home alone with Silvia. I entered her room when she was sleeping again. Se's just been sleeping often lately. I got the idea to lift her skirt. I did so. I got that "feeling" again. I laid Silvia on the bed. She woke up and wanted to scream again. I don't know why she keeps doing it, I'm just showing her my love. I hit her three times. She didn't fall asleep this time, but at least she was finally quiet. She just cried, I have no idea why. I started kissing her lips. But this was different from kissing my Mommy. It gives me a feeling of strength.

August 16
I needed to have that feeling again. I went into Silvia's room and hit her before she started screaming. I pulled her to me and started with it. It was amazing, but she just cried again. Suddenly, Mommy entered the room. She got very angry. She grabbed Silvia from me and began beating her and screaming that she was evil herself, that she seduced me and practiced incest. I don't know what the word "incest" means, but I think it's very bad. Mom grabbed Silvia and beat her head against the corner of the bed. Silvia fell asleep. Mom took the ring off her ankle and told me to take her downstairs. I did as she said. Mom needed something. I followed her into the kitchen. Meanwhile, Silvia disappeared. This made my Mommy even more angry, she put the knife in my hand and ordered me to destroy the evil. I agreed, I will be a knight who will save the world from evil. However, the friend in my head whispered to me not to do it, but I still had to obey my Mommy. I put on dark clothes and ran out into the darkness of the night. I found her in the bushes, I did what my Mommy told me to do. I pulled her out of them and started hitting her with the knife. It was an amazing feeling to destroy evil. I almost couldn't stop myself. Well, I had to go back home, otherwise, my Mommy would get angry.