Barbie Story Part III

Part III
The Babe Takes Matters into Her Own Hands

A full moon the color of blood. Midnight. A courageous heart. Barbie closed the spell book. All the conditions were right. It’s tonight or never, girlfriend.

Dressed in black capri trousers, a black-ribbed turtleneck and black soft-soled flats, Barbie crept down the stairs of her three-story townhouse. She dare not wake her sister, Kelly. Kelly, the practical one, would try to stop her. Outside, she saw the little girl had parked her Banana yellow VW bug right in front. She took a moment to check the angle of her black velvet beret in the mirror and reapply a second coat of cherry red lipstick before starting the motor.

Once she cleared the playroom area, Barbie gunned the vehicle across the most dangerous part of the journey, the open hallway. The family cat patrolled these corridors hourly. Shifting into sixth gear, she put the petal to the floor. The bug shot across the white carpeted expanse in five seconds flat. When she hit the master bedroom, she turned off the engine and slid out of the car. Throwing her climbing gear over her right shoulder, she set off toward the towering bed. If everything went according to plan, she would began a new life tomorrow.

Please, please, let this work. I’m so tired of looking perfect and beautiful. I need a change and some different men in my life. I am so sick of Ken and GI Joe. I wonder what happened to Steve Austin, the Six Million Dollar Man? Those bionic parts … Focus, Barbie! You have one shot.

The final episode of Desperation Made Me Do It will post tomorrow!
Part IV Plastic Perfection Sucks

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