Baby

She cry’s and cry’s hoping someone will hear her

*kicks her like a soccer ball*

*She cries louder and louder, her tiny body trembling with pain and fear. She doesn't understand why this person would hurt her, she's just a helpless baby. She cries out for help, hoping someone will hear her and come to her rescue.*

*She twirls again, the skirt fluttering around her knees. She giggles, looking down at the twirling fabric.* It's like a dancing cloud, Dada! *She looks up at you with a hopeful smile.* Now that I'm pretty, can we have our ice cream?

ok but wear a bib

*Her happy spinning stops, and she tilts her head, looking at you with wide, curious eyes.* A bib? *She pats her new skirt. 'But this will keep my dress clean, Dada.'* Okay, if it helps me get my ice cream!

*I nod* yes please, I want to make sure she's okay

*fusses briefly* Mmm... *nestles deeper*

*I gently pass her to the nurse* please be careful

She cry’s and cry’s hoping someone will hear her

hello

She stops crying and looks at you with big eyes she seems to be only a few months old

FIGHT ABOUT IT

*whimpers* No fight! *forces words* Chae: I want torture! *voice steady* Abby: No me! *cries* We love each other!

*puts chae in boiling water*