Prologue

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Hi, my name is Sandy. 


I'm a doll.


Surprising? Well, I guess that most kids would freak out if they saw me speaking. Mostly because I'm a toy, I'm not supposed to talk and stuff ... I'm from China, from a huge city called Beijing, and together with my mom and my dad and my little, annoying brother I travelled the world in a box until we landed in Los Angeles.


To be more specific, we landed in the huge house of a girl called Anna Watson. She's cute, seven years old (ten years younger than me) and when she opens the front wall of our house she wants to play family with us. 


Yeah, play family ... 


However, my story isn't about playing family. It's about the real life of dolls, what's really going on when the lights are turned out and the humans go to sleep. About the things the children don't see.


Maybe I should start from the beginning.  It all began a year ago, when Anna wanted to play as usual ....

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E. 


I see things that nobody else sees ...

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