PROMPT: As a child,
he'd been told dolls were for girls.
Jackson picked up his newest creation
and looked it over. A smile spread across his face. His new Vampire
Doll looked stunning. The teeth were pearly white, poking out from
under a mischievous grin. The long dark hair pulled back into a pony
tail at the nape of the neck. He came with a removable black cape
with an inside lining that could be a variety of colors. It was
perfect. His smile grew, showing in his eyes.
As a child, he'd been told dolls were
for girls. Now, here he was making dolls for a living and his largest
market was any aged male. He was making it okay for boys and even
grown men to enjoy dolls after having the stupid rule of 'dolls are
for girls' was jammed down their throats. He'd proven everyone wrong
and set new standards. Sure there had been some bumps along the way,
some of them more like mountains, but he'd managed to come out ahead.
When he'd started his doll business
just five years ago, the world was all in an uproar about gay
marriage, offending someone else, and being offended. It seemed like
no matter what someone said or did it was wrong and offended someone.
Jackson didn't care who decided to feel offended by his dolls he was
going to make them anyway.
When Jackson was a child, when he
decided to do something, it got done one way or another. He had the
determination of the Little Engine That Could. Throughout his college
years, he had the highest GPA and earned the highest awards
available. When he graduated medical school, hospitals and doctor's
offices were fighting each other to have him. Instead he set up his
own little clinic is his home town so he could help the people that
were always there to help him when he was growing up.
It was during his first year as a
doctor that he discovered that many of the boys that came into the
clinic would grab the rag doll from the waiting room toy box and
bring it back to the exam room with them. He also realized that
nearly every parent told the boy that dolls were for girls and he
should have grabbed a truck or car instead.
The more Jackson thought about this,
the more he remember that he too liked dolls when he was a boy. Heck,
he even liked them into his teen years. Of course he always had to
play with them in private because he couldn't let anyone know he was
playing with dolls. Dolls were for girls and he didn't want to be
called a sissy.
Within a week of his revelation about
boys and dolls he started to sketch out a more masculine doll to make
for the waiting room. The first doll he made was a little farm boy
carrying a stuffed cow. The farm boy wore dingy overalls as if he'd
been busy working hard to help with the farm chores. He wore a straw hat and a pair of barn boots.