tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435927479442522289.post9083255876544905883..comments2024-03-13T02:29:46.133-05:00Comments on "Neither Here Nor There...": The Living Doll: Dedicated to VeronicaSamantha Franklinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18249283547377633349noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435927479442522289.post-30412928505426784532016-04-05T01:49:52.615-05:002016-04-05T01:49:52.615-05:00Being an adoptee, I very much relate to being a do...Being an adoptee, I very much relate to being a doll. I remember writing a poem about it once. My amom was Narcisstic and treated me like a toy that could provide amusement or that could be cast aside when she grew tired of playing. My a sister used to have nightmares about her dolls coming to life at night. I used to wonder if she was dreaming of me.LCThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14402332859665578568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435927479442522289.post-44351928990232931562013-12-18T20:11:11.103-06:002013-12-18T20:11:11.103-06:00hihiAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09488535805174121928noreply@blogger.com