The Painted Doll
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There's 2 sisters
1 doll
And a multitude of secrets
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"Okay grandma.. Here are the three things I want.." Her eyebrows raised. "First, I want you to promise that I will see you again," I held up one finger. "Second, I want to know who Michelle really belongs to; me or Spencer?" I held up a second. "Third, I.. I want to get a haircut. I want to get my hair cut short. I want to look pretty, just like you!"
Instead of holding up three fingers, my arms flailed out into a pair of 'jazz hands'. Grandma chuckled. "Your wishes will be granted. But they will be granted tomorrow, because I sure need some rest."
She winked at me, and as I left that room, I didn't think she would have changed me so much that very day.
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