Joy (Baby)

Joy was playing with her toy train. She liked the train. It was a Thomas the Tank Engine train. She liked Thomas the Tank Engine. She watched it whenever it was on. Up until now, that was her life; playing, watching kid’s shows, oblivious to the outside world.

But then her Dad came into her room. This was normal, he was her Dad, were her primitive thoughts, he can come in here.

His eyes settled on her. He walked over to her and picked her up really high. She started laughing. She thought she was flying. This was being a great day. Then he brought her down quite a bit, and she felt something pushing against her bottom. It stopped shortly and she thought it would all be OK.

“Damn, it’s too small!” her dad exclaimed and left the room.

He came back in with a knife.

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