The Rag Doll

There's a little girl.. playing with a doll. Her brother despises it. But when she's with her, the world ceases to exist. A black frock just short of its imaginary knees... a black hat.. blonde hair sprouting under them. Fixed round big eyes pure black.. and a fixed smile of thread. Just hugging it would make her day as it were her best friend.. Her mate.. Her partner in crime.

She's holding the pen now.. writing long stories ..Fixed round black eyes..blonde hair.. and a fixed smile... and now she's thinking of a rag doll.. long gone.. !

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