20 September 2012
She cradled me lovingly in her soft, cold arms. I could feel the fear pumping through her veins. No, not fear, angst and not for herself but for me. I struggled to understand why as she placed me back in my place, back into the dark, I heard her stand and walk out. Never again did I see her and never again did she see me, her one and only Barbie or so I thought!
Goodbye.... • Opuss № I