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Dollie, I Love You
One little girl had a special doll she loved when she was little. She would carry it around almost everywhere; the grocery store, the bathroom, the car wash, and even the Packer game. To any other human being that doll seemed worthless; with its pulled out hair and torn clothes, but to that girl it meant the world. She cried whenever it was not next to her, when she was sick she asked for it, and she cuddled with it when she slept. She named it, fed it, and loved it with her entire heart. She became attached. Then she grew old, and went through tough times when she had no friends, or everyone was mad at her, but Dollie was always at home waiting for her. No matter how old she got there were some things it hurt too much to stop loving. Dollie was someone to let her feelings out to. She didn’t laugh, say bad words about her, point, stare, or judge. She was an open page in her diary waiting to be written in, but most importantly she was memories. Memories of past birthdays, old friends, and a younger girl. She was there to bring her back and to realize what she had become. The vicious drama filled girl who wore makeup and cared about what people thought of her. The one thing she didn’t want to happen to her. She knew she had to change something in her life, but what? Should she change her friends who apparently love her? She wanted to start over, but when was she going to get the chance for that? She wanted everything, but the universe didn’t want that for her. She had to choose; herself or her friends. That sounds like a simple answer, but is it? She couldn’t change; until she looked on her bed that night, and saw the thing that got this whole ball rolling...Dollie. She realized Dollie was more than all those aforementioned items; Dollie was her common sense, her energy source, and the thing that made her know how far she had gone. The next day she changed; because she was sick of pretending to be someone she was not. She needed to find out who she was on her own, and every night after she changed she said, “Dollie, I love you.”
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