DOLLY DAYDREAM

Dreamer / Wonderer / Tinkerer

When Dolly Daydream was young, she imagined herself shrinking small enough to slip through the crack beneath her bedroom door. The abuse she endured was grotesque, and she wished for somewhere safe and quiet. When she closed her eyes, she found it; a cramped, mismatched little room of plastic walls and painted furniture. The Dreamhouse. A place where nothing reached her unless she allowed it, where the world couldn’t decide her size or her worth.

The dolls were there waiting. They weren’t imaginary friends; they were the voices that made sense when everything else didn’t.

Now, Dolly lives in this Dreamhouse, but she’s grown tired of letting the voices outside it decide how she feels. The Dreamhouse isn’t an escape anymore.

Dolly fights because she isn’t afraid of the voices inside her world; only the ones outside it.

And if OSW won’t hear her softly, then they’ll hear her violently.