Dolls seem to be something that many people cherish and keep throughout the years. Other people are very bothered by dolls. I still have all my Barbie dolls and many of my baby dolls, but there is one doll that really stands out. I got her for Christmas one year from my Grandma Bonnie. I took her everywhere and played with her every chance I got. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, just like me, and she was pretty near "pertinear" as tall as I was. Her name was Judith and she sure took a beating. I didn't mean for her to lose an eye and a leg, it just happened. I didn't mean to write on her face, it was an accident. I didn't mean to cut her long hair, the scissors got in the way. I'm sorry, Judith, but I obviously still love you because on my mantel you still sit...staring at people...creeping them out...and I wouldn't have it any other way!!
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