Doll Face

Loving something so much that it becomes a part of you, more or less...

Lucille had been walking around with that doll for days now ever since she found it at the park. She went everywhere with it and pretty soon the two started to look like one another. She had the doll's short blonde hair while it had her light blue eyes. She had its little button nose and it had her rosy cheeks. Lucille then started to notice that she was becoming shorter. She was shrinking. Soon enough she was looking up to her doll, it looked back at her with a strange smirk on her face while Lucille kept on her permanent porcelain smile.

Author's Note

if they're are some grammar issues please forgive me. hope this short story is easy to understand i just wrote it not that long ago.