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Date Posted: 17:32:32 09/12/03 Fri
Author: Anonymous
Subject: Playtime! - Part 1-Sierra

Anja Kim was as joyous as a child on Christmas day when she was crowned ‘Little Miss Glitz Cutie’. It was just as exciting as entering 2nd grade. “Let’s give all of contestants in the 7 year old division a round of applause!”, cried the MC. The ballroom rumbled in excitement as guests of the contestants heavily cheered their favorites. After crowning and awards took place, Anja’s parents took her to the toy store to buy her any toy she wanted. When she was inside the store, it was as though she entered Heaven. Her little eyes were mesmerized by the large variety of toys stacked miles long on the giant shelves. Running from section to section, Anja just couldn’t make up her mind. “No running baby.”, said her mother “this is what I want mommy!”, exclaimed Anja. What she pointed to was the doll of every little girls’ dream- ‘Prissy Anne’. The doll adorned beautiful flowing carrot red hair that reached to her knees, emerald green eyes, ivory skin, and five tiny freckles on each side of her rosy red cheeks. She came with three outfits: sleepwear, dressy wear, and casual wear. “This is the doll I’ve always wanted!”, cried Anja. “Ok then it’s all yours!”, said her mother happily. Her father happily reached for the doll which was sealed in its box and headed to the checkout. Riding home, Anja remained heavily excited. She was more excited than winning the pageant competition. After getting home, she rushed out of the car to grab the box while forgetting all about her crown, banner and 5ft trophy she won. “Slow down princess.”, warned her father lightly. She climbed the porch stairs best as she could while trying to carry the doll box in her little arms. “Let mommy help you.”, said her mother politely as she grabbed the box while opening the front door. After getting inside the house, Anja hurrily opened the box to touch the doll of her dreams. “Isn’t she beautiful?”, cried her mother while looking at the doll along with Anja. “Not as beautiful as our little girl!”, said her father happily. “Take your new toy upstairs.”, her father said kindly. “Your father is right honey, you don’t want to make a mess.”, said her mother. Anja grabbed Prissy Anne while her mother carried the box with the doll’s clothes and headed for her daughter’s room. Her shelf was filled with dolls and stuffed animals. The shelf on the other side of the room was filled with pageant crowns and under the shelf was filled with trophies from 2 ft to 5ft. and pageant banners. There was no place to put Prissy Anne because the shelves were full. “I’ll figure it out later!”, cried Anja excitedly. “We forgot your new crown and trophy sweetie!”, cried her mother. “Let me go and get it!” Anja continued to play with Prissy for about an hour. When it reached dinner time, Anja was called downstairs. “Anja sweetie, come down stairs.”, cried her mother. When she was called Anja was trying to decide where to put Prissy Anne. After a few minutes, she decided to sit her on the nightstand. Even though the lamp and Bible sat upon it, she moved the Bible. “No use for this now that Prissy is here.”, said Anja. So she placed the Bible in her drawer underneath her clothes and went downstairs. After dinner. Her mother walked Anja to her room,. In the room were all the dolls, stuffed animals, and pageant crowns which sat on the shelf now scattered all over the floor. “anja what have I told you about leaving your room messy?” said have mother. “But mom!”, cried Anja “I didn’t do it!” Anja’s eyes stretched in shock. Her room was spotless before she left for dinner. “Now you want to tell me lies?”, scolded her mother. “But mom I!” “her mother quickly interrupted her. “Well how else would this room get messy? Now I want you to clean this room and go to bed. No movie night tonight!” “Mom!”, cried Anja. “I mean it.”, said her mother firmly. After her mother left the room, Anja was completely puzzled. How on earth could her room become cluttered after getting it spotless? On the nightstand sat Prissy Anne.

While cleaning her room, Anja remained shockingly puzzled as to how her dolls, stuffed animals, and pageant crowns which sat very neatly on the shelf become cluttered on the floor. After cleaning, her mother ran her bath water to bathe and tucked her into bed afterwards. Her father came into the room to say goodnight. “I love you baby.”, said her mother as she kissed her on the cheek. “Daddy loves you too!”, replied her father in a loving fashion as she kissed her on the cheek. “Don’t forget to say your prayers.”, he continued “Yes daddy.”, said Anja happily. After her parents left the room, she still wondered how on earth could her room become cluttered with no one in it. Sitting up in the bed and turning on the night light, Anja grabbed Prissy Anne from the night stand. “I wonder just how my room got messy? Nobody knows except you; right Prissy?, said Anja softly as she kissed Prissy on the cheek and lied down while holding her in her arms. In the morning while getting ready for school, Anja decided to take Prissy along with her. “No way Anja!”, replied her mother, “you might lose her!” “I promise I won’t! Please let me take her!”, pleaded Anja. “Ok”, said her mother with a convinced look. “But if you lose her, your dad and I won’t buy you another one!”, her mother replied. “I promise I won’t!”, exclaimed Anja happily as her father looked on. “There’s the bus princess!”, cried her father. After kissing her parents goodbye for the dad, Anja boarded the school bus. After boarding, the sight of Prissy Anne immediately drew the attention of every girl on the bus/. “Prissy Anne!”, cried on girl excitedly as a mob of 7 – 8 year old girls gathered around the tiny primadonna. They all took turns holding her and playing in her hair as Anja supervised in excitement. Seeing all the girls gathered around drew the boys attention as well. “Hey I got a doll!”, cried on e boy as he grabbed it while giving it another boy as they both laughed. “Give it back!”, cried Anja as she reached for it. Seconds later there was a tug-o-war going on; boys on one side pulling the doll’s hair and the girls on the other side pulling her legs. Stopping the bus, the bus driver took charge of the mischievous situation. “Everyone back in your seats or I will let the principal know about this!”, the commotion died down as the kids took their seats. When Anja sat down, her and another girl sitting beside her played with Prissy as two other girls who sat in the front and back seats of them watched on. After getting to school, Anja went to class and placed her coat on the coat rack with the other kids. She tried to take Prissy Anne to her desk but was stopped by her teacher Miss Jensen. “No Anja, you have to sit the doll with the rest of the toys.”, Miss Jensen said. “Please Miss Jensen can I keep her with me?”, , asked Anja. “No you’ll have to put her away.”, replied Miss Jensen in a polite but firm tone, “You can get her back at recess.” When Anja placed the doll in the toy area, Miss Jensen became a little angry. “What have you done?”, asked Miss Jensen in a light, scolding manner. “What did I do?”, Anja innocently asked. “You mean you don’t know what you’ve done?”, replied Miss Jensen. “You spilled paint all over the floor after I told you and the rest of the class that painting was off limits for a month.” “I didn’t touch any paint!”, cried Anja shockingly. Paint of every color was knocked on the floor which made it look like a psychedelic rainbow as the morning sun gleamed in. “Get all of this paint cleaned up. “, cried Miss Jensen while handing paper towels to Anja as the class looked on quietly. “I’ll help too!”, cried Anja’s classmate and best friend Nicole. “GO right ahead.”, said Miss Jensen. As Nicole headed to help Anja, Prissy Anne sat idlely silent as a doll should.

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