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“..ta..da…da….” Molly mumbled around her white pacifier. Her eyes were locked onto the flashy screen in front of her. Her mouth moved independently of any thought process in her brain.

“How’s our little dumb-dumb doing!” A voice echoed from the doorway. The loud exclamation dislodged Molly’s eyes from the screen. A moment of weak lucidity came upon Molly.

“Wah, mama? Was? Wha?” Molly said, trying her best to convey the jumbled thoughts in her head. It was so hard to hold onto anything at this point. It was like trying to catch puffy rabbits in her brain.

“Oh! Is our little one up? Is she trying to be a big kid again?” Jessica said, as she made her way over to the bed. Molly saw her face come into focus. Immense confusion blanketed her brain.

Her barely conscious mind knew her as Mommy. The pretty pictures told her so, and frankly, she did everything a Mommy does for the baby. Diaper changes, fresh bottles, she even made her hair pretty and blonde for her.

In the farthest reaches though, she saw her as someone else. As if she wasn’t her Mommy. Molly knew that was a ridiculous idea, but a dimming light in her brain tried to warn her of something. Feeling resigned to just not worry about it, Molly pushed it out of her head in an instant. Her deeply regressed mind scrubbing that silly thought away forever.

Still though, Jessica could notice some discomfort in Molly’s eyes. A wicked smile came across her face.

“Baby, can you remember anything up there in you dumb little head?” Jessica said, stroking Molly’s now dirty blonde hair. Molly heard the words and could barely string them together into a question. She tried sounding out each word in her head, but she lost track of the word that was in the back of that one, but also there were more in the front? The floor fell out from under her train of thought and Molly resigned with herself to just stare blankly at Jessica.

Jessica chuckled to herself. She could tell how hard Molly’s brain was working. Maybe that question was too hard for her. She thought it best to help the girl along.

“Baby.” Jessica said while snapping her fingers to get Molly’s attention. Molly shook her head and focused on her Mommy.

“Are you a baby?” Jessica said, letting the words echo through Molly’s empty brain for a moment. Molly’s eyes lit up; she knew the answer to this one!

“Da!” Molly said excitedly, she nodded her head up and down furiously for extra effect.

“Good girl! Yes, you are! But, have you always worn diapers?” Jessica said, pointing down to the swollen diaper around Molly’ waist. 

That one through Molly for a loop at first. She knew her mind would forget what Mommy just said if she didn’t act fast. So, she simply blurted out the first thing that came to her mind.

“Puww-duwp?” Molly said uncertainty. She didn’t know what it meant, or why she said that. Hell, she didn’t even know what the word was. It didn’t matter though. The whole conversation quickly dissolved again though in her baby brain. She found her eyes glazing over as thoughts of pacifiers and diapers took her.

“Ha! Pull-ups. That’s as far back as she can remember, huh?” Jessica said to the now babbling girl. She was absent mindedly chewing on her pacifier while making an unassisted mess in her diaper. “That was how many months ago now? 8? 10? God I’ve lost count.” Jessica said with a smile. She patted the girls head while a few grunts escaped her.

“Go have some fun in baby land, Molly. I’ll change that stinky diaper in a bit!” Jessica said with a wink, before flipping the TV back on. The lights caused Molly’s eyes to grow wide and dull even further.

Happy songs of teddy bears and full diapers filled her head. The only thing that would fill Molly’s head for the rest of her life.

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Anonymous

Loved this. I wonder how long it will be till her next moment of clarity?