A Doll's Mission

When the doll was young it scarcely believed itself able to take care of it’s own life.

One day, God told the doll that it would have to take care of others.

It cried then, with a smile beneath.

Somehow it knew.

The reason why it struggled to take care of itself… would not hinder it’s care for others. It did not hate others. It did not feel repulsed by others. It did not feel rage when others failed.

No, these feelings it had reserved for itself so much they would never spill to others.

And so the doll learned, the hard ways, that it wasn’t truly just a doll.