Dolly Dearest

Date: 7/29/2016

I am not a fan of dolls. I have my reasons. I had this dream that a rag doll my grandmother owned hated my guts. Every time I would walk down the hall to my room, the doll would jump from the rocking chair and chase me until I make to my room and lock the door. It would be banging and kicking at the door. I told my grandmother and she laughed saying that dolls aren't real. I got sick of it so I grabbed it and ripped it to peaces. Cotton fell to my feet and the doll burst into tears. I felt like shit afterwards. So I stuffed it back and but a brick inside the stuffing so it couldn't get out of the rocking chair. I know, I know. Clever right? 😂 I truly shouldn't have watched Annabelle before bed.