my story named doll

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"Doll"

As I spinned around to the music box, I was tired but my owner kept winding the box up again. I had a painted smile and beautiful makeup. I spun but I twitched, body aching to move. My owner Zeke sighed and walked off to bed. "You remind me of my dead friend...we went to an old amusement park where we were attacked, Violet was her name."

I smiled knowing I could not frown. He sighed again and spoke  "You know you look a lot like her." 

"So my new name is Violet?" I whispered to myself. Once he was in bed, I walked off the music box and danced freely to the tune. Shortly after a few minutes  I heard a thump and turned to the sound.  My owner woke up in seconds and I couldn't stop dancing, "C'mon, who's singing?" He said turning to the desk watching me dance, "W-What!? H-how is that p-possible!?" He yelled while walking over to the desk. My dance stopped and I looked at him, "I-I'm Violet" another voice said coming from me spoke.

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