• I had been 50 years since Victoria had bought me. She still took care of me, but usually it was her grandchildren who played with me. She always told her children how I was the most special doll ever. Whenever she told a story she used me to make it more realistic. On halloween the one day I could talk we always talked about what happened on that faithful day on the most memorable halloween we can remember in our lives. I could smell the crisp fall air and feel the cool breeze on my face. She had her grandchildren carry me around as to give me some air. She hadn't told them about my secret halloween, but she promised me that she would when they were old enough.
    As I stood on the porch as still as I could breathing in the air until 12:00 when I had to be inside and away so I wasn't a lifeless doll on the porch. I still remembered how ignorant I was when we first met, I was focused on being a beauty queen type doll, instead of myself.
    I was proud of how I had changed. I ran back into the house and got on the toy shelf were Victoria always kept me safely. I took my last breath of air and turned back into a doll.