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He said I would be beautiful forever. Admired. Loved. He made me put on this dress and now I can't move. My joints are stiffening, my eyes getting so big and they don't blink. He keeps calling me Dolly but my name is... something else. Dolly isn't Dolly's name. Dolly doesn't want to be stuck in this case being looked at. Dolly needs to be played with. Dolly will be waiting right here when you're ready to play with her. 

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