Once upon a time. there was a small doll.
It could not do much for itself, as it was a helpless doll.
And, because of this, it had many sufferings.
People saw the way this doll was, and took it to their advantage.
“To relieve oneself of pain, one must shove it upon someone even weaker than they are!”
A saying was spread, like a disease.
A disease that promised to take away the pain.
And, since the doll was a toy, it was thought to be immune to disease.
But it wasn’t.
It could feel the disease pressed onto it.
But since it was a doll, not a person, it could truly feel what was coming onto it.
It saw past the anger, and saw