Baby Gene
Putting the "Baby-Gene" and several other toys in the bag she thought to herself "She wont need these anymore, she's 8! She over baby-dolls!" Walking to the garbage can she put the garbage bag full of old toys inside and placed the lid on it then walked back up the drive-way leaving the can on the curb..."What ya doing Mommy?" her daughter asked as she met her in the doorway. "Nothing sweety".
Shutting the door behind her she sat down at the kitchen table to eat her breakfast with her 8 year-old, as she sat scanning through the classifieds she heard as the garbage truck stopped at her curb...
later that day as she returned home from work she walked back out to the curb and carried the empty trash-can back inside where she then kicked off her shoes, switched on the t.v. and started to relax after a hectic day at work...
laying down that night she drifted off to sleep but, jumped when she heard a loud *THUNK* wich waked her, she got out of bed and walked to the top of the dark stairway, stairing down the stairs she finally got up the nerve to take a couple more steps *THUNK* there it was again.. tip-toeing down the stairs she walked round the corner cautiously into the kitchen...
there 3 feet away sat the garbage tipped over with the lid on the floor.... She then placed the can back upright and put the lid back on it wondering how it had tipped over.
Checking all the rooms she walked into her daughter's room and saw her sleeping soundly in her bed, releaved that her daughter was safe she turned to walk away stumbling over something, she looked down to see at her feet sat the very doll that she had thrown away only hours ago "Wanna play?" it said like all "Baby-Gene's" said when children squeezed them..
it took her by suprise as she thought to herself "What?! How did that get here?" NOW VERY CONFUSED she placed the doll at the foot of her daughter's bed and walked towards the door, taking one last glimpse into her daughter's room to make sure it wasn't some sorta mirage.. Then "Baby-Gene" voiced these very words: "Your not to old to play are you?" the childs voice asked in anticipation as she arose to her plastic feet.
Credited to MonkeyBread
Originally uploaded on July 1, 2012
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