I closely examined my new, plastic hands. I could move! It was so strange. And I could feel. I could feel the carpet beneath me, and my tiny, hand-stitched clothes against my plastic body.
I slowly stood up, and I began to walk. My movements were limited. I could only bend my new knees so far. I walked towards the oversized doll head on my body, and...
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