Dollhouse
Giancarlo Aguilar Pérez
March 25, 2009.... And you’re still asleep
Come daughter, wake up! Don’t you want to see the dollhouse I bought for you, that you asked me for
at Christmas? Come on daughter, please! Stop playing with me and wake up, come on! I have to apolo-
gize for not attending Christmas with you, the company prevented me; I swear it is not a lie. Please, my
daughter, I promise to be honest, to not leave you again; I only wanted to give you a beautiful life! Is that
bad? Let’s wake up! I’m asking you.
August 4, 2011.... And you keep dreaming
Did you like the story, daughter? Please say something, because I need to feel happy. Your mother has
abandoned me, blaming me for what happened. I do not know. The job kept me away from the fami-
ly, but I’m here with you. I will not abandon you this time. I swear to you I will find that damn guy who
scared you. I promise to be your smile, I promise to be your eyes, I promise to use my hands as stairs so
you can climb on the clouds. I promise to be the best father in the world, but please wake up, I ask.
I adore you!
September 3, 2015.... And you keep fantasizing
Boo! Did I scare you, daughter? Don’t be silly, I know that I scared you. What if today you open your
eyes? I need your help to find another job; I was fired, you know. I have felt bad for what happened to
you, well that does not matter; at least you’re with me, here on my side. Oh! That’s true, do not worry if
you hear that I lost the house, it is meaningless if you do not play in it. I am completely ashamed, you
should feel bad about seeing your old man crying. If you want to make me feel better, wake up, no lon-
ger keep your eyes closed, please come back to me. I do not have options anymore, please daughter....
I miss you!
January 12, 2020 ... And you are still sailing in your imagination
Dear daughter, I’m here. Look at you! You seem to have grown a lot, and watch me now, every day old-
er. I can no longer play with the dollhouse if you do not wake up. I had severe pain in the heart, surely
you heard me scream quietly, here at our new home. And to think that 21 years ago, I had a home, a
job, a beautiful wife and a daughter who loved me. If I had been with you, that destiny-with-wheels would
have never touched you; if I had told you that I loved you, nothing would have happened; you would be
here, and I would be seeing you become a great writer and doctor. If I had awakened you with a kiss, if
I had said that I loved you and that you would be my obsession, if I had stopped thinking so much about
the income, maybe you would be with me, daughter. Please, just one last wish: Please awake before I
leave this world...
I love you.
November 24, 2025 ... She was disconnected
Forgive me, I’m rubbish. Why God? Tell me why God! It was my mistake, only mine. I had dreams! I had
a family! And you steal them from me.... Or maybe, I take it away from me, because I never told her how
much I loved her. But now it is too late, and the only thing that makes me happy is that I have a lot of
pain in my chest. You approach me with your silky hair again, as spring’s angel. Daughter, my sweet girl,
hopefully, I’m going to the place where you rest. I no longer feel my body, I see the light; at least there is
worth in this endless waiting, because my dream will be fulfilled ... I will see my daughter awake.
Best, your father Giancarlo
PS: I love you so much!