Hello and welcome strangers, this is my second fic. It's a drabble which means it will be 100 words not including title. I hope you like it. I tried my best. Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes. I looked over it at least four times. It was even spelled checked. Please R & R. Constructive reviews please, the honest, brutal truth. Thanks. Live well, love much, laugh often and peace ^-^x Enjoy!

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Disclaimer: Not mine, sorry for the disappointment. . . well when I first heard it, I was and still am. I guess everyone is disappointed they don't own Trigun either. ::sigh::

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Porcelain Doll

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Little Meryl sat on a chair, silent, from all the other laughing children. They did not allow her to play. Her parents treated her like a doll to be shown and then put away in the dollhouse.

They were strict and had thousands of rules she had to follow. She was a precocious child.

They never loved her; they never showed her love. Her parents left her alone and lonely. They didn't care at all. They were too busy for their own daughter.

Even after they died and her grandmother took her in, she still was an empty porcelain doll.



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Please Review!

Bai

Taedere Belletrist

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