So my mom and I were just cleaning out my old dollhouse to give to a friend's granddaughters, and she had me take the "trash and stuff we don't need" down to the garage door so Dad could take it out to the garbage. I walked downstairs and set them down and whisper, "I'm sorry to do this to you.... But thank you. Thank you for my childhood. I am grateful for this. You all did amazing. Thank you." And turn and walk back up the stairs.
It kind of hurts me to see my childhood play-things leave me... But hopefully they had a good time. Thank you, old dolls that lasted until now.
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Thank you.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Randomness That Is Me
De TodoI don't even know what this is anymore. Trash, perhaps? Yes.