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“What do you mean you’re going to leave me with Kellie?” Hailey asked, looking up at her younger sister. She often had to look up to people ever since she was turned into a cloth poppet. She was supposed to be on winter break, relaxing with her friends, not lying around as a toy in a playroom.

“I need to make a trip to a magic shop in Houston. I got a good lead on the reversal spell, but it’ll be a day trip.” Laura said. It had been her unprompted spell that got Hailey into this mess. ‘Stop being so you, and start being helpful!’ she had said, a phrase that had gotten her big sister wrapped up in magical cloth. Ever since then, she ran Hailey’s life.

“I get that, but I don’t need someone to watch me, especially Kellie! She doesn’t know I’m human!”

“The last time I left you alone, you got yourself torn and needed to be stitched back up.”

It was a stinging reminder of something Hailey wanted to forget. Not because being patched was horrible, painful, or embarrassing; instead, it made Hailey feel cherished, loved, and cared for. “That was an accident! And do you think I’ll fare any better with someone who thinks it’s fun to play with me?”

“It is fun to play with you,” Laura said with a smirk.

“Laura!”

“Relax, Kellie is careful with toys, and worse comes to worse, she knows how to sew.”

“But she calls me Emmie Patches, did you know that?”

“Look, we both know you’re going to do what a person tells you, so I’m not sure why you’re being so stubborn about this.”

Hailey clammed up, afraid to speak. She had a habit of being too truthful ever since she got transformed, and she knew exactly why she fought so hard with Laura over this. If she had spoken, she might have revealed that she loved when people played with her. That she loved living in Kellie’s imaginative scenes, chatting with toys at teatime, or bringing comfort to a lonely girl. She might have revealed that when she was hugged, all burdens and worries squeezed out of her plush.

The doorbell rang. “That’s Kellie. Get ready to be the best doll you can be."

While Hailey stared up in disbelief, wanting nothing more than to protest this situation, her cloth heart couldn’t wait to be played with.

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“What do you mean you’re going to leave me with Kellie?” Hailey asked, looking up at her younger sister. She often had to look up to people ever since she was turned into a cloth poppet. She was supposed to be on winter break, relaxing with her friends, not lying around as a toy in a playroom.

“I need to make a trip to a magic shop in Houston. I got a good lead on the reversal spell, but it’ll be a day trip.” Laura said. It had been her unprompted spell that got Hailey into this mess. ‘Stop being so you, and start being helpful!’ she had said, a phrase that had gotten her big sister wrapped up in magical cloth. Ever since then, she ran Hailey’s life.

“I get that, but I don’t need someone to watch me, especially Kellie! She doesn’t know I’m human!”

“The last time I left you alone, you got yourself torn and needed to be stitched back up.”

It was a stinging reminder of something Hailey wanted to forget. Not because being patched was horrible, painful, or embarrassing; instead, it made Hailey feel cherished, loved, and cared for. “That was an accident! And do you think I’ll fare any better with someone who thinks it’s fun to play with me?”

“It is fun to play with you,” Laura said with a smirk.

“Laura!”

“Relax, Kellie is careful with toys, and worse comes to worse, she knows how to sew.”

“But she calls me Emmie Patches, did you know that?”

“Look, we both know you’re going to do what a person tells you, so I’m not sure why you’re being so stubborn about this.”

Hailey clammed up, afraid to speak. She had a habit of being too truthful ever since she got transformed, and she knew exactly why she fought so hard with Laura over this. If she had spoken, she might have revealed that she loved when people played with her. That she loved living in Kellie’s imaginative scenes, chatting with toys at teatime, or bringing comfort to a lonely girl. She might have revealed that when she was hugged, all burdens and worries squeezed out of her plush.

The doorbell rang. “That’s Kellie. Get ready to be the best doll you can be."

While Hailey stared up in disbelief, wanting nothing more than to protest this situation, her cloth heart couldn’t wait to be played with.