Title: "All The World's a Dollhouse"
Round and round, round and round.
I coasted down the narrow path, standing hard on my brakes when I reached the door.
When I was eleven, I thought of my bike as that pony I had always wanted, the tassels on her handles waving in the wind like a long, trailing tail. Like any proper horse, she had a name. Abigail
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Brava.
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Thanks so much for your kind words!:)
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Almost all of my dolls were used too. We shopped at Thrift stores often!
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I've realize my daughters are growing out of things. It's a little heart-rending to see the "Oh man, Sara wanted this so bad 3 years ago and here it is used and I could buy it!" and realize..she actually wouldn't want it anymore.
I didn't realize until I looked at the back of the photo that I was 11 when this happened. I know I played with doll houses a lot longer than most girls. I guess because I had younger sisters? I'm not sure. I was a..different kind of child I guess.
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