A China Doll

This is a story about a doll. But, shes not just any doll. She is A China Doll. A China Doll who at one look, you can tell that shes been hurt, that shes been broken multiple times. She has the fairest of skin in which you can see her battle scars. That is why most people see right through her.

She is the broken, dusty China Doll on the end of the highest shelf of the China store. The same China store that she has been returned to for repair, but has yet to go home. She sits and wonders why. She wonders what she has done. There must be something wrong with her. She has been asked if there was ever since she was young. There is no answer, just silence, then another trip to the China shop.

She has many stories, but can not handle telling them. She rather start a new. But its hard to. Especially since every person she went to, every person she trusted, they turned her down. They betrayed her. She sat and wondered why. Why would they do this to her? She finally decided what it must be,. Its the scars on her skin. They can't help but create new ones. Its what they live for. What they crave. She then vowed never to fully love or trust any one again.

That was until one day. That one chilly day in October. Some one had come into the shop. She was shocked, she didn't know what to do. Then again, she couldn't do any thing. She could only sit and wonder. She then studies the costumer and asks herself, could I trust him to help me, can I trust him to love me? She watches him scan the shelves left to right. So far he doesn't seem interested. Just then, as soon as he is about to walk away, he looks back.

His eyes go right to the end of the highest shelf in the China Shop. It was at that moment that he had fallen in love with a fair skinned, scared and neglected porcelain doll. But to him, she was no dusty, broken doll. She is a doll who is glowing with hope and love.

That day, he took her off of the highest self of the China Shop, and put her in the highest spot in his heart. She did the same. He taught her to love again. He taught her to embrace what she wants instead of letting other things take over before she even gets the chance to speak.

This is a story about a doll.

But shes not just any doll.

She is me.

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She felt it comming. She knew what was around the corner, to afraid to say anything or to ask, she remained quiet, and so did he. She didn't know where he was, or when he was comming home. He had been gone for weeks. Weeks that felt like eternities.

When the hints grew into facts, and the facts became the truth, she had to come to face the issue. She found him somewhere, alone and traumatized. All she could understand from his mess of words was, "It's pointless." Thats all she needed to hear to know that it was over.

Timid, scared and alone, she asks him, " Can we still be friends?"

His answer hit her like a tornado through her heart. He simply said, "Like we can't be friends! That's such a steryo-type."

She stood there for a minute and thought. Who is this young man in front of me? What on Earth had happened to him to make him traumatized? She stood there, frozen.

She said she understood, when she really didn't. She decided to save herself from another trip to the China Shop.

When she arrived back into her now empty home, she had came to realize that she IS strong enough to take care of herself and she has been this way for a while! 'Why fix something thats not broken?' She said to herself as she thought of her heart.

'He was right, we all need to wake up sometime,.. well, I think I just did."

Just then, she felt a sudden change in her body, as if she was morphing into another being.

And thats exactly what happened. The young China doll had finally became a strong, and proud young lady. No more cracks, no more broken pieces. She is now one.

As soon as she had realized her miraculous transformation, she knew exactly what to do next.

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The bell on the door chimed in her ear as she walked, all by herself, into the dusty old shop.

She grazed her eyes over the wooden shelves, just to save the best for last.

She looked up towards the end of the highest shelf of the store.

There sat none other than a little dusty China doll who, at one look, you can tell she has been hurt, that she has been broken several times. Little did the little doll know, that day she was going to be taken off of the highest shelf of the China store and be put in the highest place in a heart of a strong, and proud young lady.

Little did she know that, that young lady has been through the same thing that she had been through.

Little did she know that, that proud and strong lady,...

Is her.