Title:Behind Her Eyes

Author:Alex aka Numbuh 145362

Author's Notes:HEY! I've never written from Tawni's perspective before, and I think that she is very underappreciated. So I started making drabbles, and this came up! I plan on updating once or twice a week… I hope you all like it!

Dedication: Um, to whoever reads this! You guys are awesome!

Summary: Tawni-centric drabbles. This week: She's a doll.

Disclaimer:I unfortunately do not own Sonny with a Chance…


She's a doll.

A porcelain doll.

The outside BEAUTIFUL.

Hard.

Frigid.

Unwelcoming.

On the inside, hollow.

E.m.p.t.y.

V/a/p/i/d.

V-o-i-d.

Emotionless.

The doll shined in the spotlight, handed from one person to another, basking in their brief attention. Each dirtying with touches.

Wearing away paint.

Weakening the China.

Waning away the soul trapped inside.

At a point, the doll was placed in a house. She L-O-V-E-D that house.

She r/u/l/e/d that house.

She (ruled) for four whole years.

Then the rag doll came.

The u.g.l.y.

R:a:n:c:i:d.

P*o*l*y*e*s*t*e*r.

Doll.

That doll took away the porcelain doll's spotlight.

Love.

Life.

Hope.

She shattered the glass of protection and perfection.

The doll.

The porcelain doll.

S^t^r^a^i^n^e^d.

C~r~a~c~k~e~d.

B_r_o_k_e.

And the soul crumbled into n.o.t.h.i.n.g.


I am deeper than I thought! Tawni, I just see pain behind her. I hope you all liked it!

Reviews are virtual cookies!

In God We Trust,

Alex