The doll sits in the corner as calm as can be. Sometimes she lies down, but she always stays out of sight.
She sits and watches them go about their day.
She slowly counts to 100 and back down to 1.
She never makes a sound. Even when she gets up in the middle of the night. Her feet are silent bits of cloth and stuffing. They never make a sound.
She never gets upset. No matter what she sees or hears, she sits still and smiles her unnoticeable smile.
She knows the time will come when she will roar out loud. Roar with anger and fury and vengeance.
But not yet.
She sits still.
Always watching and counting to 100.