The little girl came over and patted the little doll and the little boy besides them both on the head.
“Summer’s over, and today is the first day of autumn, can you feel it in the air?” the girl said and the doll smiled, as it was its destiny to do it forever, and the boy looked up at the sky in wonder. The sun was shining so bright but as soon as he looked above, the entire sky was covered in clouds in an instant.
“I love the summer, but I love the fall as well,” the boy said and began dancing. They were both in the backyard, surrounded by trees, and just as he began to twirl and move his feet, the leaves began to fall. The girl and the doll watched him move and move for a while until he finally tripped over his own feet and landed in mud.
“Wow! Again! Again! Let’s see you again!”
“No, my dancing is only for people who I like,” he said and went over to the doll and covered it in mud. The girl was stupefied by this reaction but she had already seen him do other strange things eating insects, to drinking plant water, and grinding his face against the barks of trees.
“When are you going to tell me something interesting? You told me that story, remember?” she said.
“The story of the enchanted doll and the two kids that disappeared in their backyards?” he asked and there was a silence. The doll stared ahead and the two children looked at each other.
“No, the nicer story, the story that didn’t have any weird things in it.”
The boy knew what she was talking about but he did not want to give her any hope and he did not want to admit to himself that he enjoyed seeing her smile. He was always trying to scare her, or make her angry, or confuse her but he did not know why.
“Look! Look!” the boy and the girl looked over at the tree where a bird was taking off to a fly. It had such unusual colors, like greenish blue, and it looked very handsome dashing across the winds. The sun was shining again and the two kids laughed but they did not why.
“This afternoon is just like any other.”
“No, this is the fall and the one before was in the summer. So it is not the same,” said the girl.
The doll, still dirty with mud, was still staring ahead.
“Something weird is going to happen,” he said and pushed the doll into the ground. She shook her head. More leaves fell from the tree and they both looked around. Everything looked normal around them. Her house was still, noise was coming from there and other neighbor’s homes.
“No, you just want to tell me something. It is coming from you! Of course!” she said and it was time for him to shake his head.
“What would I say to you? I have nothing.”
“We’re friends, right?”
“That’s not what I want,” she said and he immediately understood what she meant. The stories he had told her so many times had come true at last. His eyes opened in shock and more leaves fell from the tree. The doll stood up.