DollsA Chapter by knighngaleTabby moves to her new Kingdom. She see's what is her gift--angels.'Mouly,' father interjected to my sister, 'What's that?' asked Mouly, with kingly length legs. 'That hall is yours.' he says to her. I (Tabby) solemnly searched for unearth. Mouly entered the room, furnished and set for just her, Mouly, that is. I set my step. when not so far, I saw someone with wings. Eureka! Boys! I squint my eyes shut. I know Mouly, is more like me! Yeah! But loved more... Rug, yellow walls; in the middle a king size bed, yeah, Before I knew it, my pace became strong-felt. Father, held my hand. I giggled. 'Daddy? Daddy? (Father, Father) Where we going?' I eagerly asked. 'Come, child,' said Daddy. I closed my eyes. I stopped. Daddy kneed me. I waited. I climbed into his knees. Grasped so strong that Daddy made a sound. 'Tabby, this is your room.'...completely different from Mouly--the room. But I love it. wont tell. end of chapter 1 +------Miki(e)angelo
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