Fitting in

Desperate sobs wracked her tiny frame as she stood there alone, clutching her doll.
A bunch of girls played close by ignoring her with deliberate ease. Not one made a move to approach her .. to soothe, to befriend, to console.
Why would they? Wasn't it they who had refused to include her?
"Just look at that monster," they'd said, laughing at her.
Her crime?
Her doll didn't 'fit in'.

Who said children couldn't be cruel?


And with that nine-liner we kick off the week-long Festival of Words at Write Tribe. Today we were required to write a piece of fiction consisting of exactly nine sentences.
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