Goodnite Lorianna,sleep tight. The first thing I did was throw away this hideously spooky ” homeless “doll given to me as a child. I actually felt a kinship to this doll so I couldnt possibly just toss it. I had to say goodbye to her,wrap her in a babyblanket,then a towel,then a table cloth. I felt immediately claustrophobic and unwrapped her and held her in my arms. I was drenched in sweat and in tears. I had to remind myself that the doll is not real,it is not me.




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