A big story from a little doll

Life used to be hard for us mini dolls. We were owned by a rough little girl for several years, and then dumped at the thrift store when she reached high school. The store smelled and we were very unhappy. So one night, we escaped. The frost was thick and the air was cold as ice. But we pushed on, shivering. I, Minnie, was the oldest of the three. Josefina and Lana were my close friends that I called sisters.

We were starving and there was no food. The first night we ended up eating frost and grass.

One day, we stowed away in someone's purse.

We were brought to a humans home. Everything was so big there, but it was much better then being out in the cold.

Once night fell, we got out to explore.

We found lots of food. The three of us stuffed ourselves until we couldn't eat anymore.

And as the sun began to rise, we found a blanket, hid, and went to sleep.

The next night, we found even more food. We ate there every night after that.

As we were eating one night...

...We were discovered.

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Did you like it? I promise to do a part 2. I usually ask if you guys want more of a story, and then never get to the second part. I'm really sorry. But I already know what to write for the second part. Anyway, who do you think discovered them? It's one of the dolls. By the way, the dolly who was telling the story was the blonde one. I probably should have specified that more. And the girl with the red hair - I need names for her. I said her name was Lana in the story, but I want to change it. Comment here if you have any suggestions.

Thanks for reading! Bye!

~Devin