Boys Don’t Play with Dolls

I had a red headed doll, that I would take everywhere, and if my mother tried to take it from me, I would get so upset that she just gave up trying. She must have thought, she was going to have an interesting go of it , raising me. As the years passed, the doll got stored away in the attic, then after my mother passed, I discovered the doll, while going through, the attic. I didn’t have the fetish, of playing with dolls anymore, so I put the doll up for sale on e-bay. The Red Headed Cabbage Patch Kid, Strawberry Shortcake doll sold for over $500.00.

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