Doll House

"I thought maybe if I learn how to play, the other girls will want to play with me," the girl says, a little sadly, oh-so-painfully aware that the doll's witnessed her failure many times. From her seat on the mantelpiece, she must've seen how the other children shun her, how they mock her small frame and her silly voice.
And for a moment, Tara says nothing, because all she can think to say is 'but they'll never play with you, no matter how or what you learn.'

It sounds cruel. The truth always sounds cruel. But before she can think of a more pleasantly-sounding lie, the girl speaks again.