Excerpt
“Old McDonald had a farm, eeaaeeaaio! And on his farm he had some dogs, eeaaeeaaio...!” A high-pitched, nasal- accented, sing- song voice filled the room, as soon as Sheela pressed the button on the stomach of the doll. Sheela hastily pressed it again to switch off the monotonous song. She looked lovingly at the doll.
It was a pretty, rosy-cheeked, blue-eyed, blonde doll. It was pleasantly plump, unlike the anorexic Barbie doll that she so abhorred. This particular doll was dressed in a pink and white trouser suit, black shoes and a pink floppy hat. As soon as the belly button was pressed, it broke out into 5 songs, sung in quick succession. There was staccato music played in the background too. As its pink lips opened and closed in synch with the song, its eyes also opened and closed to reveal beautiful blue eyeballs.
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Read the full story in my book titled 'You Compromise, I Won't!' available at www.amazon.com.
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
I was awarded the Writers' Award Certificate, for this story; by www.penfactor.com.
I was awarded the Writers' Award Certificate, for this story; by www.penfactor.com.
