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Picked off one by one, unlikely victims of the Islamic State wait in a warehouse in Mosul.<\/span><\/h5>\n

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Diaa Jubaili
\n<\/span><\/h4>\n

Translated from Arabic by Chip Rossetti<\/strong><\/p>\n

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In the past, many years before, back when she used to wish she would turn into a real flesh-and-blood girl, a man bought her from a doll store in Mosul. He proceeded to give her to his seven-year-old daughter Ghada, because she had done so well in school and was moving up to second grade.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ghada was a good girl, polite and beautiful. She wasn\u2019t intent on ripping off the doll\u2019s limbs or tearing off her belly button, like other girls did with theirs as soon as they got bored of them. Ghada would wash her and comb her hair, dress her in the clothes that her mother would sew, rock her in her arms, and wrap her neck in a purple scarf all the time. She would put her to sleep on her chest until she dozed off with the doll in her arms. And on top of all that, she named her Tala and took her with her wherever she went, except for school.<\/span><\/p>\n

When Ghada grew up and went to university, she didn\u2019t get rid of her doll, or toss her in some dark corner of the closet, or give her to a girl from a decent family. Instead, she held on to her and hung her up over her mirror.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly, one day in June 2014, the family left its house behind, for reasons that seemed unclear to Tala at the time. But from the state of panic and confusion, she could sense that it was about escaping from something that seemed dangerous, and that threatened the lives of the family members. Ghada didn\u2019t take her with her. It had been a long time since she had done that, now that she was grown up.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tala stayed in the house all by herself, not knowing what was going on, or what she should do. She spent her time looking through the window panes and waiting for Ghada and her family to return. But in vain. She didn\u2019t know what was happening outside. She could hear only the sounds of gunfire, which went on for two days, before silence prevailed on the third day.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWar,\u201d she said to herself. \u201cWhat else could it be?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

That night, Tala heard a clamor coming from the garden. She took it as a good sign. All she could think was that it was Ghada\u2019s family. They had returned home at last. But later she was shocked when she realized that it was three people, carrying weapons and with their faces masked. They broke open the lock to the door and entered the room where she was lying on one of the sofas. The three people spent the night in the house. And in the morning, they left, taking with them some bedding and kitchenware, and Tala, too. One of them had picked her up, and started examining her to make sure that she could still produce that sound like crying that comes out of her middle.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tala didn\u2019t know what these men were doing with a small doll like her. She thought she had impressed the bearded man who picked her up, and that now he was planning to take her to his young daughter, so she could play with her.\u00a0 But she was surprised when he tossed her into a dark room, in some anonymous place in this remarkable country that doesn\u2019t know stability. Tala didn\u2019t know where she was, only that on the morning of the following day, when she woke up, she found herself, dumbfounded, in an unremarkable room that resembled a warehouse, surrounded by dolls of different kinds, sizes, and shapes. They were giving her mysterious looks, with suspicious eyes whose intentions she couldn\u2019t make out, until the doll Annabelle asked her what her name was.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTala,\u201d she replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWelcome to doll jail,\u201d said Annabelle, after the rest of the dolls had moved away from her. \u201cJust hope that you aren\u2019t next!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Tala didn\u2019t understand what this scary doll meant by that.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s happening here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Tala had hardly finished her question when she heard the voice of a sock doll at the door repeating a cryptic word. Tala understood at once that it was a word of warning: \u201c<\/span>Ssssssst<\/span><\/i>!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The dolls threw themselves down in postures like rigid corpses everywhere. Tala did the same, as if she\u2019d had previous training for it. After that, she heard the door creak as it opened, then heavy footfalls on the floor tiles. It seemed that someone had just come in, and had begun kicking the dolls in his path, pushing them aside with his foot. Sometimes he stepped on them and they made their sounds, which distinguished the talking dolls made of cloth, silicone, and rubber from other ones. He paused near Tala. She could hear him breathing as he leaned over and picked up a doll next to her, then left the room.<\/span><\/p>\n

The dolls got up, and began examining each other, amid the prevailing noise and hubbub about the next victim.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Barbie?\u201d Annabelle called out. \u201cHas anyone seen Barbie?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Everyone was silent, in a state of anticipation, before Pinocchio announced, in a voice like someone announcing someone\u2019s death: \u201cBarbie is missing.\u201d A cloth doll confirmed it, saying, \u201cThey took Barbie!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Everyone burst out crying like children, with the exception of a big doll named Anna Karenina. At first, Tala thought that maybe she was a real girl, because of her large size and how close her features were to those of an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old. This young woman doll didn\u2019t seem to care about what was happening, which perhaps was why the rest of the dolls despised her. She was always squeezed into the corner, and spent all her free time putting on red lipstick while looking into a hand mirror. As for the clothes she wore, they were\u2014to put it mildly\u2014scandalously revealing, designed to be arousing. From the start, Tala guessed that everyone avoided her and that she was isolated\u2014no one came near her or even spoke to her. She gave Tala a strange, mysterious look, then went back to looking at her mirror. Tala asked Annabelle about her, and Annabelle advised her not to get too close to her.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBecause she\u2019s a bad girl,\u201d Annabelle replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhere did they take Barbie?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTo the training room,\u201d the doll replied, drawing her finger across her neck in a throat-slitting gesture.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u201d Tala cried out, feeling scared.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes. They use us to train children how to slit the throats of victims.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Tala was so afraid, she couldn\u2019t sleep that night, especially because they took Anna Karenina, but none of the puppets cared about what became of her, or even looked for her, except for Tala.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry about her,\u201d said Annabelle. \u201cShe knows how to save herself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDidn\u2019t I tell you before?\u201d yelled the doll, as though scolding her. \u201cShe\u2019s a bad girl\u2014<\/span>bad<\/span><\/i>!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s when Tala understood, countering: \u201cMaybe she\u2019s no worse than you\u2014after all, you\u2019re Annabelle, the scary doll!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And in fact, no sooner had the sun risen the next day than they tossed Anna Karenina back into the room.<\/span><\/p>\n

That day, they took a matryoshka doll along with her seven daughters, after which the room was noisy with weeping and wailing. Tala wondered what they would do to that wooden doll.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ignoring Annabelle\u2019s warning, Tala began to approach Anna Karenina, until she got to know her up close, and they became friends, prompting the disdain of the dolls in the room.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow did they let you in?\u201d Tala asked her. \u201cI know that your kind of doll isn\u2019t allowed in this country.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI was smuggled in from China,\u201d Anna replied. \u201cA middle-aged bachelor who lives by himself in an apartment downtown bought me on the black market. He treated me like I was his wife, and only rarely used me for sexual pleasure. He gave me this name after reading an enormous book. It might have been a novel. He had a strange wish: that I would bear him a child, even though he knew that\u2019s something a doll can\u2019t do. He was gentle and sad, and he preferred me to real women. He would say about them that they were hungry for attention, always changing their minds, and unfaithful. I was still living with him when I was taken prisoner. They raided the apartment and found no one there except me!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u201cA strange wish your owner had!\u201d Tala said. \u201cBut it isn\u2019t any less strange than what I wished for.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you wish for?\u201d Anna asked her.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI used to wish that a woman had given birth to me,\u201d Tala replied. \u201cAnd that I was a real child, of flesh and blood. That I would grow bigger and become a grown-up young woman, like Ghada.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWho\u2019s Ghada?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGhada is my friend,\u201d said Tala.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think that was a pointless wish,\u201d Anna said. \u201cAnyway, humans are cruel.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe,\u201d Tala replied. \u201cBut of course, not all of them are.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy are you being nice to me like this?\u201d the young woman doll asked her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tala didn\u2019t answer.<\/span><\/p>\n

That day, they took five of the dolls: Dabdoob the Teddy Bear, Fullah with her hijab, Chucky, Bild Lilli, and Anna Karenina.<\/span><\/p>\n

The following day, Anna returned, worn out and exhausted, while none of the other four dolls appeared.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m afraid my turn is coming soon,\u201d Tala said to Anna.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI heard from the last gunman who took me to bed that they are going to liquidate dolls that look like children,\u201d Anna replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u201d Tala asked, and she burst into tears.<\/span><\/p>\n

Three days passed, during which they took more than twenty dolls. On the morning of the fourth day, when the remaining dolls woke up in the room, Tala wasn\u2019t there. Anna Karenina had disappeared as well, and that was the last anyone saw of her.<\/span><\/p>\n

After the city was liberated from extremist groups, a farmer discovered a mass grave that included around three hundred different dolls. All of them were headless, with the exception of one intact doll that looked like a little girl with a purple scarf around her neck. It was found inside the stomach of a big doll, which, from its large size, seemed to be a sex doll.<\/span><\/p>\n

But no one who read the news story or saw it on television believed that the doll was, in fact, pregnant.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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Diaa Jubaili\u2019s fiction often focuses on Iraq\u2019s complex religious and racial makeup, such as the Afro-Iraqi minority in the south, which was the subject of his 2021 novel <\/span>al-Bitriq al-Aswad<\/span><\/i> (<\/span>The Black Penguin<\/span><\/i>), or the sectarian Sunni-Shi\u2019i divide, featured in his 2017 novel <\/span>al-Mashtur<\/span><\/i> (<\/span>The Cloven Man<\/span><\/i>.)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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