Mother of the dolls

Where is mummy?
Where is daddy?
Uncle is hurting me daddy..
mummy where are you?!

She wanted all the candies in the world. Her cabinet has all the dolls she wished for. But nothing is enough for little Audrey herself.

'Mummy, i want that talking doll! She's cute!' Of course, her mother did not buy it. Her cabinet contains hundred of dolls already.

She was a very happy kid. Lined up on her bed were all her little dolls. Each one with a different face and personality. The dolls never failed to brighten up her days. By her bed every night, they watched her to sleep.

One day after school, Little Audrey was missing. She was last seen with a man at her favourite playground.

Now that she's gone. All of her dolls miss their little mother. How she would comb their hair. Dressed them up with costumes for different occasions. Now that she's gone, her parents regret not buying her that doll. How she would react if they were to buy her that. It's too late now.

All the dolls in the world couldn't bring little Audrey back. No amount of tears shed could do that.

It's six in the evening, the playground was filled with kids. Merry go round, noisily enjoying themselves after school. But it seems so quiet for Audrey's parents. They won't be able to bring her here anymore, just the sight of kids ache them. To rub salt on their wounds, there was still no news of Little Audrey. Weeks, months, years.. But they did not give up. They waited patiently for their Audrey to come back home. They just hope one day she would come running back home.

Till one day, Audrey was found dead. And what's worse, she was sexually abused.

Her parents' hope was shattered. A five years old kid does not deserve this. They were devastated. But till now, they are still waiting. Waiting for little Audrey to skip back home one day. And other than that, they are still waiting, wanting so bad to see who was the one who killed their beloved Audrey.


*This story may seems similar to the link. This is nothing but a story I dedicate specially for those kids up there*