The laughing children played with their toys in the daycare center. Janine sat silent in the corner by the plastic table. The Play Doh, her savior. A younger girl than her stammeringly walked her pigeon toes over to the table carrying a peculiar looking doll. 

"Hi! my name is Jenny. Want to be friends?" Her eyes wide open glimmering in the light reflecting small beads of light. 

"Sure! My name is Ja..." Her words instantly sliding back down her throat into her stomach conjuring the contents. Her palms not sweating as she slid back on her seat almost into the wall.

"...nine. My name is Janine. Can you put your doll away please?" Revealing a slight urgency to get away from the miniature. The eyes seemingly fallowing her with every shift of her body. 

"Her name is Annie...she is my dolly." Shifting and concentrating on other things than the doll are making things awkward. Every object she looks at reminds her of the doll.

"I have to...um...I have to go to the bathroom!" Janine ran to the bathroom and locked the door holding back the notion that the doll was fallowing behind.