Halcyon
The Mom Friend
((Switching to third person because im just better at writing in third person))
Baby Doll stood, waiting patiently with the guard gripping her body arm. As they started loading the bus they pushed her forward, causing Baby Doll to stumble forward. She peered off the the side, watching at the other guard beat and abused the prisoners. Really, they should be the ones in prison. Baby Doll moved forward again until she was right near the bus entrance. The half Asian girl then felt hot breath against her neck. "Be god or else you'll end up like them too." He growled slightly, starting the frisk the girl. She felt her up and down, checking for weapons and such. When he was done her pushed her to the bus door. Baby Doll peered back, looking at the man in disbelief.
"Onto the bu now prisoner!" her guard shouted. She wince slightly, curling slightly at the words. She looked back at the bus, slowly making her way up the stairs and down the bus aisle. She slowly sunk down into a seat, curling up by the window. Once again the small girl was nothing without her fire. And now she was scared.
"This little light of mine... I-Im going to let it shine... This little light of mine." Baby Doll sang under her breath, imagining a large flame in her mind as she peered out the window, watching other prisoners be beat and treated like animals.
Baby Doll stood, waiting patiently with the guard gripping her body arm. As they started loading the bus they pushed her forward, causing Baby Doll to stumble forward. She peered off the the side, watching at the other guard beat and abused the prisoners. Really, they should be the ones in prison. Baby Doll moved forward again until she was right near the bus entrance. The half Asian girl then felt hot breath against her neck. "Be god or else you'll end up like them too." He growled slightly, starting the frisk the girl. She felt her up and down, checking for weapons and such. When he was done her pushed her to the bus door. Baby Doll peered back, looking at the man in disbelief.
"Onto the bu now prisoner!" her guard shouted. She wince slightly, curling slightly at the words. She looked back at the bus, slowly making her way up the stairs and down the bus aisle. She slowly sunk down into a seat, curling up by the window. Once again the small girl was nothing without her fire. And now she was scared.
"This little light of mine... I-Im going to let it shine... This little light of mine." Baby Doll sang under her breath, imagining a large flame in her mind as she peered out the window, watching other prisoners be beat and treated like animals.