Literature
Nursery of His Dreams (Part 3)
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There he was, Nicky, smiling in smug victory, standing over me with his arms crossed and looking like he was clearly up to no good. He had short, wild black hair and brown eyes, with a light-green shirt, black socks, and a diaper with a crudely-drawn skull on it. His minions were all tightly holding onto me, as I lay on the nursery rug, powerless to stop them.
“Goin’ somewhere, big baby?” he spoke to me in such a condescending way that it boiled my blood.
“Nnnngh...w-what is this?!” I angrily spoke, still struggling to get free. “What’re you doing?!”