Tina’s doll ( Flash Fiction)

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I am inside the cupboard for so long! Where is Tina? Has she forgotten me? But she said, she loved me more than anything! I just love being with her all the time. She kisses my forehead, combs my hair, and arranges my frock the moment she holds me in her arms. And the best thing is she calls me her best friend. Though I can not talk, I am sure she always knows what I want to say to her. She is not very tall like her parents but a little bigger than me. But, why has she not opened this door and held me till now? It must be morning! I miss her touch already!

Oh my God! What is this noise that is so scary? And why is everyone yelling outside? I am worried for my friend, my everything, my Tina.

Just then, one of the doors of the cupboard fell down after a bullet hit it and with it the doll too fell down.

Ohhh… Ouch … that hurt !! Oh my God, this loud noise will make me deaf. And what is this red liquid that my spongy body is absorbing !! Ahhh… I do not like it! And …. wait is that Tina lying there without any movement, her hand stretched towards me ? Tina … Tina… How can I reach you? What happened to you? Why are you on the floor lying lifeless? Get up and take me in your arms. I am scared. My heart is afraid. And where is everybody? Tina … The doll tried to scream though it was itself without any life.

Tina, lay in a pool of blood, her white frock having patches of bloodstains. Just then fighter planes flew above the house and the sound of bullet fires echoed all around!

Tina’s doll lost Tina forever. After all, not always everything is fair in Love & War !!

Love,

Chinmayee

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Vikram Karve says:

    Very Powerful Writing Chinmayee – excellent flash fiction

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much!

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