A little girl bought a ragdoll one day. The sweetest doll you ever saw, with bright red wooly hair, a wide stitched smile and floral dress. They did everything together and formed a strong bond. But one day the little girl turned into a teenager, and didn't play with her ragdoll anymore. So she put her in a big box with many other forgotten objects and left it at the side of the road for someone else to find. All the doll's companions were soon taken, but no one had a use for a little doll. Her hair quickly faded, her smile pulled loose and her dress tore. She was all alone, left behind. Everyone around her was moving forward, but she was forgotten. I feel like this doll a lot. Like everyone around me is progressing and doing amazing things: travelling, excelling, getting into relationships...And here I am. Doing nothing new, sitting alone day after day and never truly getting anywhere. Nothing is getting better. But the doll soon got picked up by another little girl who alw...