A story that I didn't make up myself, just a little more
have expanded!

The broken doll

Two girls are playing on the stairs.

One has dark brown hair and the other has reddish brown hair.

One holds the doll in her arms. It is made of white porcelain, like innocence
and purity.
Her hair is pitch black with curls. She wears an elegant hat
Flowers.

The younger girl wants to hold the doll sometimes, but the older one gives it
you not.
The two argue.

Each pulls on one end of the doll.

Suddenly the older of the two unconsciously pushes her younger sister after her
back.

She falls behind!

1.....

2 .....

3 .....

4 .....

5 .....

6 .....

7 .....

8th.....

9 .....

10 .....

The older one won the doll, but lost her sister.

She is dead and will never come back.

The girl tries to forget that, suppresses everything and becomes cold and
heartless.

What happened is now more of a weakness, an open wound.end

conversation

X: You mustn't blame yourself for it - it was an accident and you were
only four!
You didn't know what you were doing, you didn't mean it.

Girl: I wanted the doll!

End!

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