She left me , but I've never left her she still chooses her even though I'm right here. I'm tired of leaving I can never stay. I feel like a doll that you get from your grandparents. You don't even like that doll, but kept it because your mom made you. Now every time that your grandparents visit you get that toy out and pretend to love her. Everyone is happy even the doll because she's okay with being used even if the intentions are bad. When your grandparents leave you throw the doll back into the closet. The doll watches you play with other toys , but never her. She starts to wonder what's wrong with her? Why won't you play with her? She's been good. She let you take her accessories and use them on other toys. As she collects dust and her batteries rot she tries to understand what's wrong with her? She stays in the closet only coming out when you need to put on a show. She never left you.
